While walking along the road of life
Let one dream stand out.
It can hold you up
When living has got you down.
Let it be as tall as a mountain
Or as short as a summer rain.
Let it stand proudly by itself
Or be held in your hand.
A brazen thing that calls to itself
Or one that slips by unnoticed.
Fleeting as a dawn's early rays
Or as lasting as a road that stretches
From here to there.
Let it be proud and stand for you
For a man is known by his dreams.
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