I'm grown up now.
I have a bike. Beautiful, comfortable, mine. I can sit down and go where I want.
And you know what I understood?

Dreams come true.
But not always when we want it. And not always the way we imagined.
Dreams come true when we grow, change, work, we go to them step by step.

This bike is more than just a thing. This is a memory. This is the way. This is a reminder:

If you once didn't have something - it's not a sentence. This is just the beginning of your path to that to have it.

Believe in your dreams.
Even those born in a baby's heart.
They know where you are leading.

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