Dream
Dreams are little infants,
They Feed on your
believe,
To mature into a reality.
Dreams are fragile and
delicate,
Can be shaped into great
destines.
Dreams come true,
Because dreams are fore-
told prophecies.
Dreams see the future
before time,
Dreams unravel the
miseries of fate,
Takes you away from
that blur reality.
Dreams do not see,feel
right now,
Dreams are vision,
intuition right after.
Dreams are the untold
reality,
Dreams are beautiful
A little dreams for the
big reality,
Let those dreams propel
you,
Let those dreams keep
you,
From the harsh reality
you see.
Dream! Dream! Dream!
Dream today because
they are free,
Dream today for your
tomorrow.
Dream! Dream! Dream!
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