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When you’re younger you’re measured among so few and the smallest of accomplishments are greater. When you’re older and measured among so many the greatest of accomplishments are not even visible. As you become another extended hand reaching for an intangible wish, the child and holder of wishes inside becomes a faded memory. You see what can only be seen and the dreamer dies.
"Live the dream, breath simplicity, and know only in silence can you find peace.,, ~S~