The Issue
The world has so much to offer
And dreams are like the bullets of revolver
It Shots you through your skin and it’s hard to resist
The image is whether to deceive or even to assist
The fantasy can build some strength for some people
They are blind for bliss but not for freedom
Sometimes life is hard to bundle
Walking in the dark, never can find the light switch
You’d like to write down your past
But you can’t refuse the tears
You earn some things yet you lose so many
It’s not for the first time you feel frail
The emotion is trying to make you to be real
Faith is able to be a sacred force for your heart
The power can bring you to your dreams
Somehow not a few of people get their wishes come true
The mysterious way is too hard to explain
What is your dream?
Can you make it real?
Can faith give an answer?
Have you experienced this moment?
Have you ever got your wishes come true?
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