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Dreaming of the Future from the Past
I dreamed a dream of innovation,
A flower that bloomed with new ideas,
A lady with power,
A man who knew his way.
I woke and saw the world,
A grapevine that winds itself like a play,
Improvisation,
A society that values creation.
I looked to the future,
A world that's always changing,
A game-changer,
A solution that's always new.
I saw the past,
A change that's always true,
A path to progress,
The future that we all deserve.
But I also saw the darkness,
The fear, the hatred, the despair.
I saw the obstacles,
The challenges, the setbacks.
And I wondered,
Could we overcome?
Could we create a better world?
I didn't know the answer,
But I knew one thing:
We had to try.
We had to dream.
We had to innovate.
We had to create.
We had to change the world.
A flower that bloomed with new ideas,
A lady with power,
A man who knew his way.
I woke and saw the world,
A grapevine that winds itself like a play,
Improvisation,
A society that values creation.
I looked to the future,
A world that's always changing,
A game-changer,
A solution that's always new.
I saw the past,
A change that's always true,
A path to progress,
The future that we all deserve.
But I also saw the darkness,
The fear, the hatred, the despair.
I saw the obstacles,
The challenges, the setbacks.
And I wondered,
Could we overcome?
Could we create a better world?
I didn't know the answer,
But I knew one thing:
We had to try.
We had to dream.
We had to innovate.
We had to create.
We had to change the world.
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