Brief poem of what ifs over nothing at all.
Can we find the path, will we find our way,
Will we see the light, or watch on in dismay.
But if time could wait, or man could stand still,
If tears didn’t fall and blood never spilt,
If dreams came true and didn’t float away,
Then I’d live my dreams of yesterday.
For a poem about nothing it has a lot of depth to it. Its pretty good 
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