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Aladdin...

I was born in the "island of thieves", but moved to "the city of dreams". I started to learn to believe anything could be, then I grew up and realized that the "island of thieves" is nothing but the ones who couldn't believe, who couldn't achieve. They were thieves because they stole the dreams of another. The ones who made it to the top, who never stopped. They borrowed the hopes to one day not be a thieve, but to be a king. -D.
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