Along the jagged path Life's tendrils doth appear Dark shadows hidden By the brightness that is near Just up ahead lies the future Although, not all that clear, Holding dreams and aspirations, And ideas we hold dear.
Stand on the ledge Look forward 'twixt dark and light Imagine reaching, grasping, grabbing That which we hold tight It's only over there, the future that's our right So go for it, leap forward and joyfully take flight.
The future is our future One that takes it's shape right now Dream big and plant the seeds to grow; allow the Universe to work out how.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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