Dreams have wings, like ideas
They soon fly, far away
In our youth, they stay true
Filled with hope of stardom
As we grow, they unfold
Getting hit by blind bullets
Ever there, ever present
Lurking to break open their veins.

If we all were super men and women
Our army would save our dreams
With our shield, we would conquer
The enemies that drain our hopes
Not the world, or its words
Would steal our strength and will
We would march on and press on
Till we conquer our fields.


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