Imagination

As a little girl,

I wanted to be a concert pianist.

To travel the world, and see new things.

Showing others what Bach, Beethoven, and Mozart

meant to me.

But one day,

I almost stopped believing that I could do it.

I almost gave up.

Then I dreamed the dream again.

I set my eyes forward, and pressed on.

I wasn’t going to become disheartened again.

My dream was then taken away from me.

I couldn’t practice.

I wanted to.

I couldn’t.

So.

I didn’t give up.

I despaired.

Glints of hope came.

Then were crushed.

I tried to believe.

In a future,

where my dreams could finally,

finally, come true.

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