Leaving to rest what may never seem
to come or be.
Leaning towards what can be instead.
Yet therein lies a mistake, some make.
Excepting who the world makes us out to be.
Instead of being all that we could be.
If we dear to follow our dreams .
May 5, 2024
May 5, 2024 at 1:13 AM UTC
Leaving to rest what may never seem
to come or be.
Leaning towards what can be instead.
Yet therein lies a mistake, some make.
Excepting who the world makes us out to be.
Instead of being all that we could be.
If we dear to follow our dreams .
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