My hearts on fire,
there's a certain desire.
I want to what I what to do,
nothing can stop me,
not the inner me nor outer you.
My dreams mean the world to me,
they are transparent now,
but they're something I see.
One life,
want to see my dreams fulfilled,
never want them to break or be killed.
You see for my stubbornness there's nothing you can do,
I'm stubborn, that's my never ending flu.
Will be happy,
may be sad,
but that's the ingredient to the experiences had.
No one can break them,
no one except me,
but I don't plan to,
for me my dreams will live,
live with absolute glee.
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