Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
I have a DreamFor if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
Dreams by Lang Hughes
Wish not to be a broken-winged bird, nor ever a barren field...
Flying above the green green grassy...
This is now or never
I humbly after mine...
Beseeching for a nod, a glance of assurance
praying to always be strengthen in YOU.
I am able to do all things in Him who empowers me. PhiL 4:13
Wish not to be a broken-winged bird, nor ever a barren field...
Flying above the green green grassy...
This is now or never
I humbly after mine...
Beseeching for a nod, a glance of assurance
praying to always be strengthen in YOU.
I am able to do all things in Him who empowers me. PhiL 4:13
=DeN=
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