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There are a thousand dreams

Of which you can be a part,

Myriad stories,

Unwritten and untold,

That hold a place for you.

Countless faces line your way

And ones you’ll never see,

In watching wonder,

The bold and humble,

Transformed by what you are.

Pages grow as moments turn

And all things start anew,

You claim your stage,

An act for all to see,

And all the words are yours.

There are a thousand dreams

Which live within your mind.