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In a world where dreams are viewed as the key to happiness, people pursue goals, but this journey can lead to unexpected outcomes. This poem explores the complex dynamics of trust and betrayal, encouraging reflection on human connections and the valuable lessons derived from life’s challenges. In the garden of dreams, achieving true happiness involves navigating challenges and reflecting on our hearts and relationships.

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In the garden where aspirations bloom,
Do they yield joy, or merely invite gloom?
When desires are sated, what fruits do we reap?
Is it bliss that flourishes, or shadows that creep?

Once, I offered my heart, a fragile, radiant gift,
To those I believed would share in my lift.
Yet trust was betrayed, like petals in storm,
Leaving scars on my spirit, where hope once was warm.

In pursuit of the summit, do we wander astray?
Does the tyrant emerge when trust slips away?
As we rise on the shoulders of those we uplift,
Do we trample the tender, where compassion was sift?

When the hand that extends is met with a knife,
Does the spirit grow cold, estranged from all life?
Should we build our fortresses, high walls to defend,
Or dare to embrace, despite pain’s bitter end?

What is true wisdom if trust becomes fraught?
To guard or to share; is there solace in thought?
Is it nobler to gather the thorns and the brambles,
Or to find strength in the bonds that love gambles?

Yet life’s whispered lessons implore us to see,
In the tapestry woven, each thread carries glee.
Though betrayal may linger like shadows at dawn,
Can we not still blossom, though trust may be gone?

As we ponder our journeys with questions profound,
What measure of kindness in this world can be found?
In the twilight of life, with experiences vast,
Shall we choose to extend, or dwell in the past?

In this intricate dance, where trust often wanes,
What echoes remain in the heart’s silent strains?
Let us reach for connection, though wary we stand,
For the garden of dreams flourishes hand in hand.

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As we conclude this exploration, we are left with lingering questions about the nature of trust and our capacity for connection. The garden of dreams is both beautiful and fraught with peril; it challenges us to confront the shadows of betrayal while nurturing the seeds of compassion.

Though our experiences may teach us to guard our hearts, they also offer opportunities for growth and understanding. On an optimistic note, by recognizing the complexity of human relationships, we can strive to cultivate a garden rich in empathy and kindness.

Ultimately, the choice lies within us: to retreat into solitude or to extend our hands to those who prove worthy of our trust. In this dance of vulnerability, we may discover that true fulfillment arises not only from the realization of our dreams but from the connections we forge along the way.

All said and done, this is not a Utopian world. I am of the firm opinion that being overly generous is a sin. Most are unworthy of any kind of assistance, whatsoever. Be wary! Extend help to the select few who have stood the test of time; ignore the rest. After all, you do not owe these ungrateful wretches a debt. They ought to fend for themselves like I did; strive towards self reliance and sustenance.

There was a time when I was unduly compassionate and those that I helped, stabbed me in the back. Beggars are best ignored. Allow them to rot in their own personal hells. Others may construe this as a sign of snobbishness or selfishness but is it not better to be safe than sorry.

I have learnt my lesson. I hope you have learnt something from my experience. Not to worry, time will teach you if I have failed.

Hakuna Matata!

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