Here I stand in this dark space, cold and wet. I feel like I am standing here alone, but no, there are others, people with dreams that hope high, some of them, like me still feel the need of a shining present. Now we gather, together we hold each other's hands and look up into the sky, up above where we belong into a sparkling moment that our hearts know that we must achieve, because that is where we should be and it is were we will be, somehow, sometime, but we will get there.
I look around and see the strength in my friend's eyes and the certainty that a bright and shinning future awaits for us clears all doubts from my heart. Yes, the path i must admit seems blurry and foggy so i can't see how I'll get there, but I know I will, some how I'll manage. We will manage. We will achieve the top of the hill and stare glorious to the path we've been through and rise from the dump we were tossed into. We have wings and we will use them to take flight into the horizon and into the world we will see as ours when we finally triumph.
So do not let the cold stone walls around you make you feel miserable, do not let them make you feel low, don't let the rough floor you are kneeling on make you feel you have settled your future in this, hold on tight on what you're heart is yearning for, because all the roughness will help you move through the foggy path, to achieve at last the eagle view of life, to rise above the rough steps with strong legs and iron will.
Locked down at the cellar we shut our eyes repeating to ourselves that we will come out but our will was simply holding on to our dreams helping us endure the whip of life that left marks on us. As it delivered blow after blow on our backs. But the time to stand up to all that arrived finally for us, to finally come together, gather our strength, shut our eyes and work our way to our dreams and take everything away from the path our heart shows us to be the right one to follow.
In that dark cold cave even when we were tied into the painful abyss of exploitation we leaned on each other keeping our prides high and the faith in our hearts glowing to shine for ourselves and the others as we were aware that we had hit rock bottom and that our only moving way now was heading up.
We take another step up and the climbing gets harder, we will do anything to achieve our dreams, to see them become real and be happy, so that one day we can proudly show our results to all those who doubted of us, who said it couldn't be done, to all those who didn't believed, to all those who told us to get real, we will stand before all and become a torch of hope who shines for people reminding them that magic is a decision to make in our lives. It doesn't happen, we have to make magic happen...
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