Dreams

Dreams will be dreams no matter what people seem to say. 

We all live everyday by the dreams we continue to replay.

Why instead of dream don't we make these actions come true?

Why wait? Why meander like a lost puppy stuck in the woods.

Live large and be heard. Don't ever stand for the less unless you don't want to be heard. 

 

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