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The dreams of our childhood lay in the corner lonely and cold. The thoughts that we had played with and their youthful promise are growing old. It seems we walk away forgetting their face we can't even remember their name. We close our eyes we lose our focus and our lives are never the same. Sometimes we get lucky someone comes along to reintroduce us to our heart. Yes, I'm one of those lucky ones you've brought back my sight my love, now I'm finally ready to start.

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