I met you in the wake of thought
I told you my story of life
I held you in the eyes of trance
I gave you my wings of hope
I saw you in the vision of future
I lent you my hand of resolve
you are not just my version of zest
you are my world of passion
you are not just my definition of attitude
you are my source of action
I know I can make it
I believe I can be there
will cut through the distance of time
will travel the miles of trail
to see the dawn of triumph
to live the dream of dreams
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