dreams do come true
somewhere in the future,
somewhere beyond the horizon.
I got tired of straining my neck,
trying to see as far as my
view can reach.
So I reached out my hand and
was caught by surprise
when I felt the surface
of a smooth mirror beneath my palm.
It was then when I realized
that there's no need for me
to look that far beyond the horizon
for the reflection staring right back at me
was the future I once longed to be.
I got so used to chasing my dreams,
believing that it was always somewhere
beyond my reach,
when all along it was only
one step ahead of me,
tagging me along in its journey.
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