Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
by: Langston Hughes
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How beautiful is poetry. All our lives we think "How ordinary. How boring. How lifeless is the story I live." In all actuality however, how beautiful. How inspiring. How unimaginable." Life is poetry and poetry is life. So live your poetry, dwell in your proverb, and love it!
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