A dream is a wish your heart makes

And I can see ’em taking shape. I can only hope that my dad and mom would be supportive of it, and that I can soar the greater heights I was made for. I can barely contain my excitement, for something so uncertain. But like spirit-wanderers, I am curious. Something to look forward to, for which I am almost certain my soul will finally wake up.

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