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Watching Dreams Alight

Amid the chatter, eyes glaze with time, While visions of futures seem distant, unprime. A spark once ignited, now flickers and fades, In shadows of silence, ambition invades. Yet in every heart, a whisper still glows, For hope finds a way, as the river of dreams flows.

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