A dream is like a kite,
let go of it,
and it flies away,
no chance to persue it,
it disappears before your eyes,
try to grasp the dream
before the wind
captures it in motion,
but it's too late,
it's gone,
leaving you left with
what you thought
you had in the beginning
but really had nothing at all,
a dream.
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