So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying in the night An infant crying for the light And with no language but a cry.

Alfred Tennyson
So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying...
So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying...
So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying...
So runs my dream, but what am I?An infant crying...
About This Quote

This quote is very beautiful and speaks about the inconceivable and unexplainable nature of the world. It makes me think of the first time I ever fell asleep and how each morning I wake up to the exact same life as the day before. I don't know who this author is but he makes me think about dreams.

Source: In Memoriam

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