The child knows

What was your dream, before storms scared you and battles wounded you?
What was your dream, before you were rejected and hurtled away at every turn?
What was your dream, before the tears and sudden halt in your step?
What was the dream, before you were forced to change lanes, slow your speed, watch as others move ahead?
Maybe if you could tell me what your dream was and is, you may discover what needs to be done next and how you have been slowly cultivating the land in which your seeds will grow.

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