I'm gonna chase that dream that hangs in unkempt form in the corner of my mind, swaying on dying branches that need to be revived, need a springtime, an awakening. I'm gonna nourish that dream, and make it fat with ambitious attempts to do so, and do so well. I'm going to catch it before it falls to the ground and is forgotten forever. I'm gonna live that dream. It's gonna grow and grow, into a beautiful flower- I'll wear it proudly and boast about how I nursed it back to life, and made it a part of me. If I'm gonna chase that dream, I better hurry up before it falls.Birth sign: Aries
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