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Dreams


Dreams and aspirations

Constant meditation

My future is my inspiration 

I say this with no hesitation

 

It all starts now

No need to make a sound

No time to back down

No time for the frowns

 

It’s time to create

Before it is too late

Time to grasp my dreams

And make them a reality

 

This is my destiny

It means so much to me

No more turning back

No more time to slack

 

The road to success

Comes with happiness

My dreams keep my sane

I forget about the pain

 

As time goes by

I will not let these dreams die

I must let my dreams win

If not,

The nightmare will begin.


 

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