Mine is an Uncertain Dream

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Mine is an uncertain dream
One filled with fog and haze
Will I sew my coat with golden seam?
Or lose myself in a daze?

Shall I forgive and then forget?
Maybe lend a helping hand
Or cast them all away
Like grains of simple sand?

Should it be that I will fall
Clutching my golden lace?
Only to be saved and blessed
By a just and loving grace

What my dreams mean, I do not know
The future; how am I to see?
I have to hope that I will grow
Into a life I'm proud to call me





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