They walked in grey clothes and with zombie steps on straight lines,
their hearts were still and their minds in binds,
they were chameleons of behavior,
all blending in without flavor,
their sky was still and covered,
by grey and heavy crying clouds,
the raindrops fell and caused a splatter,
but their hearts were already shattered,
the sky was grey and colorless,
and the only way they told the time was when they stopped to dream,
but the only thing they dreamed was screams,
Until one day when she appeared,
they stopped and started in wonder,
and the thunder of their hearts woke them up,
her name was Hopes and Dreams,
she was filled with color schemes,
bright yellow, pink, and red,
she cheered and asked them what they wanted,
until they were all daunted,
the sound waves changed their bodies,
their hearts started to beat,
their feet were released from the chains,
and determination, strength filled them,
color returned to their lives,
Hopes and Dreams came back to them,
so they no longer screamed
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