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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧

I walk with paper planes on a path,

Each step I take, I fight the fear.

My dream feels far, yet somehow near,

With open hands, I reach my dreams.

They say it’s hard, I say it’s worth,

To chase the dream I’ve held since birth.

Fall or fly, I’ll find my way,

With God, my dream is a step away.