I have a tennis racquet but that doesn't make me Andy Murray.
I,ve got a piano but that doesn't mean I'm Edvard Grieg.
I've got a kitchen but can I cook
I got a garage but can I drive.
Sometimes; I think; my memory forgets.
I have a bed but that doesn't mean I'll sleep in it.
I have a pair of hands but will they do me good?
I've got a life but will I live
I've got job but do I work?
I am empty yet I'm full of lost regrets.
And I dream; but will they come true?
And when I dream; I dream by day.
When I dream my mind keeps hold of.
Of my dream to make it stay!
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