Castles in Air

Pipe dreams and the light at the end of the tunnel.

Voices telling you you'll never succeed, never make it, never get where you want to be.

Denial until your sick inside and never want to see the light of day.

But something keeps you going

something plants a seed inside your soul

something nourishes and makes sure that seed is protected.

That something is hope.

Hope is all you need. 

 

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