couldn’t hurt

When the sun goes down

Some of us fight sleepy eyes

And pray between yawns

That we shall wake in the morn

A million bucks in our bank

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gone wishing

While watching the paint dry

Allow thoughts to wander

Dreams arise to ponder

It’s time well spent

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aspirations

Let us speak about dreams

To do that special thing

That would make your heart sing

What would you choose

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exciting

So close, you can taste it

The dream that’s filled your heart

A seed gave you the start

Hope nurtured it

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invite

Lay out the welcome mat

For possibilities

Of visions your heart sees

Open the door

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