Hold on to you dreams,
For if dreams die,
Life is a broken winged bird,
That cannot fly.
Hold on to your dreams,
For when dreams go,
Life is a barren field,
Frozen with snow.
Hold on to your dreams,
For if dream loses its spark,
Life will become shadow less,
As there aren’t any shadow in the dark
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