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		<title>Dreams</title>
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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
- Langston Hughes
It&#8217;s been about half a year now since mom has left. My sister found this poem written in mom&#8217;s handwriting on an index card, dated 9/15/94, something she probably [...]]]></description>
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<em>Hold fast to dreams<br />
For if dreams die<br />
Life is a broken-winged bird<br />
That cannot fly.</em></p>
<p><em>Hold fast to dreams<br />
For when dreams go<br />
Life is a barren field<br />
Frozen with snow.</em></p>
<p><em>- Langston Hughes</em></p>
<p>It&#8217;s been about half a year now since mom has left. My sister found this poem written in mom&#8217;s handwriting on an index card, dated 9/15/94, something she probably wrote during her English classes at adult school. Since discovering this, the poem has touched and inspired me to follow my dreams.</p>
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