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Your dreams can break your heart and cripple you for life,
they're not inspiring and not even indulgent:
they agitate your mind with some unrealistic stuff
and leave no space for peace while overbulging.
It's a mistake to dream of something false:
you leave your heart wide open to a failure.
Your miserable soul is screaming with no voice
and fighting all your stupid dreams with fervor.
You close your eyes - your essence is ecstatic
to follow zealously the lead of your desires,
but far above your dream comes to be static
and promptly crashes down, its fate is dire.
A lack of dreams and reverie would've bored to death,
but their existence brings no less of problems:
there is no shortage of some things to make a mess,
there is no scarcity of people to be broken.
Your dreams trash all your plans, corrupt your soul,
they make you blind to see your real success.
One foolish dream can bring the greatest woe.
One measly dream can't change this world for something else.