What are your dreams made of?

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You know, I'm a small town girl. Really really small town, small time. I haven't traveled around the world. I lived in Japan and Guam in a time I can't remember, except in dreams. And wow, are those dreams glorious! I still remember all the colors, the smells, the speech, and I don't even know where I'm going or where I've come from. My folks used to tell me the reason I'm so smart is because I could speak two languages fluently. I wish I still could!

My dreams are made of freedom. Freedom of expression. Free to be happy, dramatic, sad, free to be me.

I've never been to New York. I've been to Santa Fe! I've been to Lincoln, Nebraska! But never New York.

Someday I'll go there. And be just like all those awesome, brave New Yorkers - strong enough to live through anything!
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