I have a
dream,
Thrown away
and ripped apart,
Though shabby,
I will dream a
treasured dream,
Sometimes
somebody will ridicule and laugh,
Though ahear it behind my back,
I had to
endured it,
For that day,
Though I was
always worried
Dreaming in
vain was poisonous,
The world like
a novel with a fated ending,
Which already
cannot be turned back.
It is reality,
Yes, I have a
dream,
I believe in
that dream,
Watch me over,
Standing
before the cold wall known as fate,
I can face it
confidently,
One day I will
climb over that wall,
As high as the
sky,
I will be able
to fly,
Even this
heavy world cannot tie me down,
At the end of
my life,
The day I am
able to smile,
Please be with
me.

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