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Forgotten dreams

In the darkness of the static night, I wandered between my old memories, those forgotten dreams


That had been in my childhood and faded with the passage of time. These were dreams


Like glossy stars in the sky of the night, I see me at every moment and carry between its folds


A lot of hope and optimism.


But with the passage of time, those dreams began to fade and disappear, and it is left behind a feeling



Sad and despair. I was wondering to myself, did dreams really die? Or does it need


To more effort and care to return it to life?


One night, I found myself in front of a mysterious door, which appeared in the past and restlessness,


But I felt inside me the desire to open it and know what it hides for me. I opened the door


With caution, and I entered into an unfamiliar place, it was luminous with a mysterious light

And shy.


While I was examining the place, I saw something amazing, there were my dreams


Old, those that I believed were faded and evaporated in the air. These were dreams


I have a whisper and whisper in my ears, remind me that hope never dies, and that I can return these dreams to life.


I thought to leave the place and go back to my normal life, but something that prompted me


To survive, it may have been the same dreams, or perhaps the hope that grew up in me again.


I decided to collect these dreams, return them to life, and started working seriously,


And those dreams were flourishing and growing up inside me, and they became more powerful and vibrant, until they were ready to go out to the outside world again.


In this way, I was able to restore life to my forgotten dreams, and I became more


Stability and stability, and I can now challenge the difficulties, and to achieve my goals and aspirations that I have been in a long time ago.


After I went back to life with my forgotten dreams, I felt that I became more powerful


Hamas, and I was able to face the challenges that I was afraid in


the past. I started working seriously to achieve my goals, and I have enough confidence to do this.


Soon after, I began to see the results of my efforts, and those results were more than just


Achieving goals, as these results were the increasing confidence in me, which was increasing day by day.


With the passage of time, it became more aware that dreams never die, and that we must


To keep it in our hearts, and be careful to achieve it, as it may be the only thing that remains with us throughout our lives.


As for me, these forgotten dreams were the thing that made me feel


Life, which prompted me to achieve my goals and aspirations, and therefore I will not leave them once


Others, I realized that hope is the thing that represents life, and that we must preserve and take it up, and turn all our dreams into reality.

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