The faintest of lights flicker at the edge of vision.
Some come forward, glowing brighter for all to see.
They seek the dream.

To wish to glow brightly above others
Or flare out trying to get there.
Who shall shine brightest?

No one knows the future.
When it is written, it becomes the present.
Then quickly fades to past.

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