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My friends say that I shouldn't believe
In things that can't be true
But my heart believes one must exist
As real as me or you
So I don't listen to those who swear
That things they cannot see aren't there
I'm a unicorn free and wild
And someday I will find my child

A / N

This was a poem about unicorns which metaphorically means we have to believe in our dreams no matter what others say, may it be a stranger or your bestest friend.

Beleive in yourself

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