On the edge of dreams we stand,
Anticipating all we've planned.
Fears whisper, doubts arise,
As we question what our eyes might prize.

Is this the magic we've imagined?
The moment our hearts have envisioned?
What comes next after we taste it—
When we've reached it, will it embrace it?

Yet in the void, a promise gleams,
For when one dream fades,
another redeems...
© Airaa

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