Gradually, I dare not dream and forgot how to.
When born, we are baby birds with bare wings.
When grown up, some become eagles, some chickens.
Some belong to the sky, some the dirt.
Dream is what brings eagles to the sky. (not really if they just dream)
But eagles are few according to
Then what determines an eagle and a chicken?
Is it simply the birth?
Can one be born as a chicken and turn out to be an eagle?
Say yes! You chicken!
At least dream to be!
For one day, may the dream like wind lift you up in the sky.
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