Poem: Fight

The dream that lives is the same one that died.

The hope for the future never stops the rain from pouring.

Life is not real it is full of truths that hides in the dark alone.

You may think this is faith, but time is your winner.

The things that make you smile will also make you scream.

That is why you must give it all or risk the tree not standing tall.

The dream you want might not be the one that you have.

This is the time to move the needle, and let the light find its path.

The things you want are right there so go on, fight for your right.

You never now when it might be over and gone with the sun.

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