The dreams we have should never be given up on.Left behind in some old alley we passed throu some years ago and rarely thought of they can dry up and crumble uncared for,lost; forgoten and left to rot ,what are we but dreams and hope for the future?What is left if they are gone?Nothing.Emptyness,and pain.What would we do without our dreams?Wither away,and become what we had let our dreams become,dust.
