A Dream

When I was little,

I did not know what would become of me,

For I knew nothing but what was around me,

As I gradually got older,

I came to realize what my expectations were,

I started to believe that I actually had a purpose,

To make a difference,

From that moment,

I had a dream,

A dream that no one could take from me,

I believed that one day my dream would become reality,

And I could withstand anything,

Any obstacle,

For I am my dream.


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