Fantasies were once
All that I held,
And dreams were
Everything and more.


Yet now I see
What is now in my grasp
And I realize my search
Is for more.


I've walked for miles
With barely a clue
Thinking just a smile for me would be fine,


But what I want now
Is suddenly becoming clear

And whatever I choose will be mine.

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