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When I was young my dreams were too…they were simpIe, innocent and free…

and a little egotistical because…they all revolved around me.

I didn’t think about my dreams…the things I wanted…who I would become…

I never asked myself the question: Where do dreams come from?

You see I dreamt from a comfortable bed…in a cozy house…with a happy family.

I never dreamed there could be people who had different dreams than me.

I use dreamed of getting ice cream from every store along my street…

I never dreamed there were other children who had no food to eat.

I used to dream of getting new clothes…the latest fashions anywhere.

I never dreamed there were other children who had no clothes to wear.

I use to dream of a bigger house. I thought ours was much too small.

I never dreamed there were other children who had no house at all.

My dreams were filled with joy and laughter…and moments in the sun.

I never dreamed, the dreams I dreamed…weren’t dreamt by everyone!

My dreams have changed over the years…that should come as no surprise…

for as we grow a little every day…we see the world through different eyes.

Now…I dream of a world at peace…where love and kindness shine…

Where every child born today…can have dreams similar to mine.