Every night dreams of a better tomorrow filled the mind, a mind that conceive but cannot achieved. Dreaming of owning your home, driving a car yet a hold of these dreams seem so afar.
Pictures of wholesomeness fills the mind, buttercups and tulips makes the dream divine. Dreaming little and hope it will come true, dreaming big makes the reality blue. Dreams of crystal ignites the air, wine glasses and friends sparkle and cheer.
They say dreams are for the foolish and hopeless but the dreamer keeps dreaming hoping to find some progress.
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