A dream is not a prediction
Nor is it your only goal
It’s a larger slice of sunshine
That glows within your soul
Dreams light up your horizons
On the darkest cloudy day
And dissolve the darkest moments
When you may just feel okay
Your dream is like a treasure
Like the pot of gold not seen
The dream is all but yours
And it never seems to leave
It is the only thing
That will remain near to our hearts,
We may not ever get to it
But the Dream has to start...
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