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Night and day

Night passes into day, day passes into night. Each hour steers the course of the time we know of as life. Walking slowly forwards on a track moving in the other way. We face the same questions, the same fears day after day after day. Striking a balance between what is dream, desire and fixed in our souls. Doubting is a disease that makes our dreams unfold. Perhaps destiny plays a hand or perhaps it’s just simple, pure luck. We never really know as we’re dredging through the muck. But holding on to a dream is a powerful light of hope. Holding onto your dream maybe the answer to shut up all your woes.

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