Eleanor RooseveltThe future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
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The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. This quote is one of the most empowering that I have ever come across. It is powerful because it shows us how amazing it is to be able to make our dreams come true.
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