I found myself standing at the doors of my dreams,
As I commenced to walk;
It showed the two promising paths
Difficult to chose.
Mind full of nervousness and hesitation stopped me right there.
In notion to step back; heart screamed:
“Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die
Life is a broken winged bird that can’t fly.
Let no one steal you dreams,
Let no one tell you that you can’t; Let no one hold you back”.
And, I continued to walk on my way…
By: Priya Arora
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