a thousand dreams have birthed and died.
a few have lived their time.
if all the dreamers close their eyes
who will breathe them life?
some say i've only foolish dreams.
i've seen a world where heroes fly.
i am content to be a fool.
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i have long envied the writers of myth and dreamed of living in ancient times so my words would shape our most primal memories
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