May 3, 2012
By RachelW. SILVER, Monticello, Illinois
RachelW. SILVER, Monticello, Illinois
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My dreams are as high
As heaven above
One day my time will be up
Soon the darkness will close in
Like the night has come forever
I have to act fast
In the few moments that still last
Because my dreams are as high
As the delicate, white clouds in the light blue sky
Believe that my dreams will come true
Even if it’s the last thing I do
For my dreams are as important as food and water
Because I know they are my potter

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