I Create Dreams

I manufacture dreams in my factory,

Which is called the brain having power extraordinary,

If my dreams come true,

I’ll be the happiest man alive on earth, you know.


The dreams are manufactured to touch lives on and on,

Like the wonderful touchstone,

In the sole endeavour,

To make the world better.


The formation of dreams is rather trouble-free,

But the implementation is awash with difficulty.

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