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When a dream dies so does a soul It goes cold while being covered with snow Life slowly disappears Swallowed by unknown fears Dreams are what we most adore But they are also so much more They are what makes us breath They are what makes us believe They are what makes us smile They are what makes us feel alive They are what makes us fight And they bring out all of our might A person without a dream is like a train with no steam

Introduction I was a little girl living a care free life in the small village Kelslot. I liked the way I lived. Everything was simple. Every morning I would go to the near river to fill buckets with water. One for drinking, one for washing up, two for the animals, two for watering our small vegetable garden and two more just in case they are needed. I would walk to the river four times in the morning every day. That was probably the best time for me. Always gathering as a huge group and walking together with all the other children. We would often race to the river and spray each other with water when we got there. After that I would help my

Have you ever looked at the stars Have you ever seen the night sky Have you thought nothing matters Have you ever tried to fly Free from weight Free from the strain You can't wait To feel the same With wings made of hardened wax You try to reach the sun Giving your all to the max Think you are having fun? The wax melts under the heat And you fall back to that empty street Where all you can do is look up At what you once had but had to give up