Flight of Dreams
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We cling to our dreams,
We hold them close to our chest.
We are nervous that if we set them free,
They will be lost to us in the sea of eternity.
We write our dreams in little books.
We write our dreams in the corners of our minds.
The dreams we hold close to us, gradually disappear.
Those dreams we suffocate are gone never to reappear.
If you have a dream that you hold dear.
One that means the world to you.
Share it with a friend or work towards that dream
To make it materialize and it will come true.
When dreams are given wings,
They spread their wings and soar to the skies.
Every day that you work towards that great dream,
Will give it the power to come true before your eyes.
