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It is filled with pragmatism that people make their choices.

I have been asked what I wanted, I answered a dream, I have been mocked.

They would turn left when they are willing to turn right. They could dance right but they choose to walk left, because before the dance they might stumble first.

So they will walk to the left, insured of the safety of their steps, forgetting the magic of chance they have once desired.

They would wake up, much later, having forgot, attempting to remember at which fiery dreams they formerly have had aspired.

It is too late they would think. Far too late. Then it would be even easier to surrender, returning the dream in its abyss.

Some will dive into those old far away daydreams, the others will remain frozen.


It's your turn to ask you the question!

Now come to dust off it!

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