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Chasing Dreams
The Courage To Pursue
All our dreams can rise,
if we stand firm in the storm,
let the winds howl, let the rain fall —
we will not waver.
Courage is not in the absence of fear
but in the fire that burns despite it.
With each flicker,
hope is born.
The path is winding,
filled with cracks and crevices,
but even broken roads
lead to somewhere.
Step by step,
we walk through uncertainty,
through whispers of doubt
and the noise of the world telling us to stop.
But our hearts know better —
they throb with the pulse of possibility.
With every beat,
we get closer.
Even when failure seems to loom,
when everything falls apart,
there is a quiet voice inside
that says: “Not yet.”
Dreams do not come easily.
They ask for everything,
for sleepless nights, for broken pride,
for the will to try again when nothing…
