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We chase our dreams with almost furious intent, sometimes to the detriment of the way we might find ourselves holding the future in hands made of clay, or being strangers, untrue to ourselves, our true selves and by the time we realise it, it is almost always, certainly over; the dream having become a millstone round our necks, for the tomorrow we sought became cluttered, full of the colour that meant nothing on the canvas we had.