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Friday, March 23, 2012

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow. 



-Langston Hughes
Posted by Eliza Frakes at 7:32 PM
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