The faint silhouette of a dream beckons me,
Entices me with its allure.
A huge castle, a beautiful red chariot,
An ivory tower, a library to match.
A dream so big, it scares them to bits,
My clarity so precise, I play every game to win.
For what is a dream that isn’t too big,
I spot no pleasure in securing small wins.
What becomes reality is what I irrefutably believe,
My state of mind is my biggest source of relief.
With sizeable conviction and a mammoth sense of self,
I’ll secure a place; in each scene, in every realm.
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