We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.
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Thursday, August 5, 2010
You can make my dream come true..♥♥
I dream of floating away on cloud..
I dream of catching a flying star..
I dream of touching this realm of amazing world...
I dream of flying with the peace birds where ever they are..
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