Your dreams are yours,
Not your father’s or your mother’s,
Not your siblings,
Not your spouse’s or even your children.
They are yours and yours alone.
It’s a lonely journey,
Full of bumpy rides,
Along the way you will find some company,
But, they barely ever make it to the final destination.
It was never their journey to begin with.
Your dreams are yours,
You have the blueprints,
The manuscript,
It’s all on you.
From conception to actualization.
A sower sows seed into the ground,
He waters, he nurtures,
He prunes, he waits.
The harvest however, is enjoyed by many.
Your dreams are yours and yours alone.
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