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He’s walking down that road, been told he’d find a place where he can touch his dreams.

Promised himself to do his best, to keep on going, to give it all it takes. Sleepless nights, crowded mind, and restless is how he spends his days.

Waits impatiently for the next sunrise to carry on with this journey. Eager to reach the end, though it seems to be endless. It is foggy, full of obstacles, and directionless.

And he keeps on stumbling and falling, then questioning if he’d ever make this. Yet, he gets up, every time stronger than the time before. Fulfilling his promise, being determined as he swore.

He’s gone too far to give up now. So he keeps on walking down that road.

His thoughts enlighten the darkness that surrounds him, clear away the fog. A blow of wind, moves the branches, forms a melody that sings of being strong. A carol so lovely, encouraging him to move forward, and quicken his base, as his heart leads the way on the tone of that song.

He knows that what awaits him is greater than all the struggle, he is certain it is worth the trouble. So he keeps on walking, starts running, chasing the clouds. Catching glimpses of light in the distance, kicking off rocks along with his doubts. He does a million things, has billions of thoughts, and much more ways to get him there, where dreams are not mere dreams, where success is a way of living, and happiness is an every-day feeling.

Maybe he’ll reach there someday, achieve his goals, satisfy his desires, and make his dreams come true. And maybe, just maybe, that ultimate dream of his is nothing more than a driving force, a hand which holds on tight to him and guides him somewhere better than his intention, a place beyond his comprehension, a reason to keep him going.

It doesn’t scare him nor leave him shaky, doesn’t stop him that he might be wrong, for he prefers certainty over maybe, hence he does not look back, as he’s walking down that road, muttering a melody about being this strong.