Dreams Lost

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Do you ever feel,

Life is swiftly passing bye,

You think about the dreams

You loved and wished for

And then you start to cry…

 

Many say dreams are luxury items

Wanted but not needed.

Yet all should strive for their dreams

Not to be deterred until completed.

 

A dream is like a snowflake

Different in every shape and size

Find your snowflake,

Make it your own

As it falls directly from the skies.

 

And if you get lost along your path of dreams

And don’t seem to find your way

Just think to yourself in all the darkness

The hard work you committed to this dream,

Each and every day.

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