The library of broken dreams.

Their faces have an expression of misery,
their dreams are history.
Broken dreams,
their souls have lost that zeal.

The library of broken dreams,
the library of broken souls,
the library with books about people who have lost their goals.

Disappointed with themselves,
disappointed to the point of no help.

This dull library that no one visits,
sad but true,
these books have no limit.

Quiet,
sunlight through big windows,
damp,sad dusty windows.
All the books could have avoided been written,
if all of them could chase their dreams they wouldn't have been disappointment stricken.

Yet, they still have that smile,
may their smile go on for quite some while,
may their joy form another river of happiness like River Nile.

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