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©Shers Gallagher 2015

Squeeze out a dream
and make it happen.
Soar to the moon
and mount what defeats you.
Hitch the stars
and shine in heaven.
Never give up, 
never give up.

Squeeze out a dream
and make it happen.
Sail the horizon 
and walk the shores.
Colour your earth
by loving your planet.
Never give up,
never give up!

Squeeze out a dream
and make it happen.
Explore your soul
and light a fire.
Spread it around
with living your life.
Never give up,
never give up....

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Comments

  1. Wonderful! Just wonderful! I love "Squeeze out a dream." Just want I needed to hear!

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  2. Inspired offbeat originality...

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  3. I just love "squeezing out dreams!" Charming!

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  4. Oh this needs some music...nice Shers...

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    1. Good idea, Tess! For some reason while I was concocting this the song '99 Luftballons' by Nena kept racing through my head. I don't know why but there it is. Love the song and Nena's voice, though. Always have....
      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=La4Dcd1aUcE

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  5. Beauteous


    Spread it around
    And burn that
    Motherfucker down
    And bring about change
    Stand and admire
    The reflection on their
    Eyes
    As fire consumes
    The shattered remnants
    Of your mind
    In the ashes
    You may find
    A foundation
    That sanity can rely
    On
    That sanity can survive
    On
    But beware
    Do not be tricked
    By fire's beauteous glare
    Matches are not the solution
    To all of what bothers you
    In this world


    Chris McQueeney ©2015

    Thanks for the inspiration

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  6. I really like the thought if squeezing out a dream... sometimes when you close your eyes you wish for just the best of dreams.

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  7. You seem to have that fine art of sailing the horizon and walking the shores down pat !

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  8. If we put our minds to it, we can squeeze anything we want to out of life. Great piece Shers.

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  9. that is a very motivating poem but i can't relate this to this pic

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