I dream.

I dream, I dream, I dream. I dream of many things. You cannot write if you cannot dream. One who writes is a dreamer; to lose hope in the life of our fathers and mothers is to lose what gives breath to a word. A word is without meaning in itself; it is, rather, the dream and hope of what is beyond it that gives it life. I dream, I dream, I dream. I dream of many things.


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