I thank my lucky stars
For the freedom to dream.
My mind is my own.
Even when my head’s
In the clouds —
Hand over heart,
I hold my dreams dearly.

One dream I dream
Is to meet my brother,
On the fluffiest of clouds.
His mind is now his own.
He has dreamt of me too —
Hand over heart,
That I hold him dearly.

As long as I dream
I creat…read more