The Dream Machine --- The Imagination of the World Wide Web |
O, precious little sunflower,
you're not ready for picking;
planted in a fertile bed of dreams
and spreading daylight for the weary.
I know the future holds
the rays of earned success
that transcend us weeds of disappointment
and bring forth the seed of gold within you.
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