Just mere thoughts,
Driven by hope.
In expanse of our galaxy,
With hearts brimmed with happiness.
At 7, the Princess of her Kingdom,
At 10, the president of our country.
At 13, the astronaut dancing on moon,
At 18, the hopeless person dreaming.
We grew up,
Dreams changed.
From the canvas full of colours,
To the black and white frame.
But as we sit on the ledge,
The world observing us grow.
Some things never change,
Like those dreams driven by hope.
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