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Description
A Vision, it is much like a delicate flower.
And as a flower seeks out water to exist,
So will the vision dare to seek out its Dreamer.
Thriving only when care and dedication are received.
For it can grow with the power of time,
Into a thing so grand and glorious,
When it has reached its purpose, its destiny.

But a Vision is also like a poisoned plant,
It can consume the mind, body, and soul.
Realities become intertwined
And muddled between the Vision.

A Vision can become the Master,
And the Dreamer--A slave,
Trying the best to reach the Master's wishes.

Description
A Vision, it is much like a delicate flower.
And as a flower seeks out water to exist,
So will the vision dare to seek out its Dreamer.
Thriving only when care and dedication are received.
For it can grow with the power of time,
Into a thing so grand and glorious,
When it has reached its purpose, its destiny.

But a Vision is also like a poisoned plant,
It can consume the mind, body, and soul.
Realities become intertwined
And muddled between the Vision.

A Vision can become the Master,
And the Dreamer--A slave,
Trying the best to reach the Master's wishes.