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STARS AND DREAMS!


Sometimes we all find it difficult to achieve our dreams, even if it is a silly thing. But you should know that there is nothing impossible in this world. Our dreams can be compared to a star. Stars shine for us everyday and we are mesmerised by its beauty and wonder whether in this whole life we can reach them. But I just want to remind you that dreams are always like this, we constantly think of our dreams wondering when will we be able to achieve them but THINKING MAKES NOTHING BUT PLANNING MAKES SOMETHING! Dreams without plans are mere wishes. We are not sure of achieving them, in case of wishes. But dreams do. Similarly, we can compare one's dreams to the twinkling STARS. Dreams are STARS -Simple Tasty Adorable Reachable  Sport! Think about it. You would definitely find out whether your DREAMS ARE STARS OR NOT!
                         
                               
A.C


                               

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