New York dream
Dreams of fortune and fame
of stars and shiny things
but what is it to be the one who can not reach nor have these things
simple dreams of you and me made reality by
persistence and long striving
if one dream of mine were ever to become reality
it would be the dream of allowing other to believe
to show them myself as the one who could
to prove that they to can be one with more than just a dream.
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