Who would you be without a dream, without a quest, without a consuming desire to change the world in some small or great way, a change only you can make?
Consider this...
There is a generation of children growing up in our country. Their dreams are mere fantasies now. In time these silent urgings will take root, blossom, and mature into great life-dreams. Like all the generations before they will pursue these dreams, fulfilling the ageless miracle of rebirth born into the hearts of countless heroes. But this new generation will be different. Far different. And that difference will touch us all in ways we can barely imagine.
The newest generation was born into a mean world
This, the newest generation was born into a mean
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