Every time a dream comes true
A new one springs anew.
For dreamers and for climbers, there never is a stop;
They always keep on climbing toward an ever-rising top.
For every dream they make come true
Their mind can always dream up two;
Of course, life always seems too short
For those who have their dreams to court;
But in the time that each is given, dreamers can advance the ages,
Piling dreams upon fulfillment in ever-rising stages.
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