Cycle
You hope and dream and wish and pray, that all your dreams come true today,
And when they don’t you will sulk in sorrow, believing they wont come true tomorrow,
Your dream has been crushed, you hope it is your last
Not noticing this cycle from the past
This cycle will keep on going
Leaving you cluless and not knowing
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