a wise woman once told me, a long long time ago, to be brave and make a wish. that wise woman, who i dearly dearly miss, saw a future me that needs to make into reality the wish i made when i was young.
when you are young, y0u have the all the illustrous freedom, the compelling right, the worthy privilege to be brave and make a wish. it was given as a gift. a gift that at a young age most of us cannot comprehend as something special, something precious. when you're young, you can be brave, you can dream of anything you want to be, you wish to have, you need to do ... with no thoughts whatsoever of the whatifs and whatnots.
most often than not, there is not even a thought of not having that wish come true. in the heart and soul of the young, a wish is a wish come true.
i wonder ... can cowards make a wish too?
later.
when you are young, y0u have the all the illustrous freedom, the compelling right, the worthy privilege to be brave and make a wish. it was given as a gift. a gift that at a young age most of us cannot comprehend as something special, something precious. when you're young, you can be brave, you can dream of anything you want to be, you wish to have, you need to do ... with no thoughts whatsoever of the whatifs and whatnots.
most often than not, there is not even a thought of not having that wish come true. in the heart and soul of the young, a wish is a wish come true.
i wonder ... can cowards make a wish too?
later.
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