Maybe

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Maybe one day when I grow,
Maybe one day, I'll be able to flow.

Maybe that day I'll see the stars,
Maybe touch one or the other, far and far apart.

Is it not the dream of every boy,
To see the world and touch the skies.

Is it so hard to want to accomplish your desires,
Is it so easy for them to be shattered and destroyed.

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