Broken Or Forgotten?
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Complete Sun, Apr 3, 2016<5 mins
There's many dreams in this world many would love to accomplish. Some have the privilege to do so, others not so much. But in the end we're all hopeless humans, humans with hopeless dreams. Dreams we hope to see in dimming lights of the future. Our dreams come with every single blood cell within us. Dreams are what keeps us living, keeps curiosity running. But what about the dreams that never made it? Did someone break it to the person that their dream will never touch the surface of the earth. Shook them into reality? Or was it just forgotten?
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