Let the fireworks begin, for my dream is now here
Not anything to match, the joy that I bear
Can be seen by my eyes, can be felt by my heart
Is reflected in my being, is added as my part
The mind begins to think, of all the reasons
The eons that I spent, on fighting the demons
The countless missed moments, Oh! those ordeals
It was well worth it, it gathers, it feels
It reflects, it swells, to see what had been done
It reflects, it decides, the battle's already won
It reflects, it remembers, the dream was of yore
It reflects, it realizes, naught left to dream anymore
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This is cool! who said you dont write well???????
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