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I have dreams..dreams that I’ve been sitting on..afraid to hatch..afraid to let my dreams soar on its own…suffocated with intentions to nurture…smothered chirping now surrendered to the Universe, I’ve found favor in my labor….will my seed carry my features? walk like me? talk like me? authenticity..made in my image..as I imagine..greatness..Greater is She who is within me..dreams..I have them..and now they have me…tied to the cord of my gut feelings..