Ad Astra Per Aspera
i’m not sure of who i am going to be.
but that’s how it is supposed to be right?
i have many many dreams, some big and some little.
but, it always comes back to one.
i lay awake at night thinking of my dream and how i yearn to reach it.
every night like a hand out stretched to grab and take ahold of my dream.
never to release it.
as i get older i realize the intensity of my dream.
each day i get closer to the possibility of living it.
i’m not sure of how it will go or how it will happen.
but that’s how it is supposed to be right?
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