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A dream once sparked can light the way,
Even when shadows beg it stray.
Some will doubt and some will jeer,
Their voices loud, but not sincere.

Yet in the noise, there will be grace
A steady hand, a warm embrace.
For every heart that turns away,
Another stays, another stays.

The path is hard, the climb is steep,
But dreams are not for those who sleep.
They're for the ones who rise and try
Who fall, then still reach for the sky.

So let them talk, and let them stare.
The ones who matter will be there.
And in the end, the truth remains
The dream is worth the growing pains.