Dream on. Dream again.
I dream that as I speak, the feminine heart will come alive.
I dream to be a part of a women's conference with my lovely girls one day.
I dream to one day be on stage with my brother.
I dream to tell others to dream.
I dream to one day live in a rustic house full of life, framed up pictures and randomly themed kitchen ware with the man I love. And maybe two cats.
Today, I can dream.
Cuz' Your dreams died young along with You, that I may live and dream on.
So, I dream again.
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