Dreams are many,

but only a few pursue.

Walking on a path,

I forgot my dream.

Who am I? 

I still don't know,

but what I know is that my dream is yours.

I will pursue you,

I will love you,

I will walk in your walk,

for you.

My dream is you,

even admist of the unknown. 

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