Dreams..

All big men are dreamers,
They see things in the soft haze of a spring day, or,
in the red fire of a long winter's evening.



Some of us let great dreams die,
but others nourish and protect them,
Nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light ;
which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true

-woodrow wilson-

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