Between dreams
Between dreams, time is neither here nor gone; it drifts like a feather refusing to land. Faces appear, then dissolve into light,
Yet their warmth remains upon the skin.
Between dreams, the heart speaks more clearly, unveiling truths hidden by waking hours. It whispers of love too vast for words, and of fears too tender to name aloud.
Between dreams, we are not bound by loss, but carried by the wings of becoming. And when morning finally breaks the spell, we rise holding pieces of eternity.
We Win Together
One Mission
One Goal
See you at the top
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