It was that one Sunday when I was reminded of my own sweet dream; there were times when it seems to be so out of reach. Giving up slides in and out from my mind day by day until it finally decided to stay firm. What a fool I was! I found myself running away, but a voice pulled me back. It reminds me of a desire and dream I have put my faith on. It tells me of how beautiful that dream is, and how it'll be more amazing when it comes true just like how the caterpillar becomes a butterfly. I want to believe in that sweet voice, God.
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