What? Precise
Visualizing what we want to achieve.
To make our dreams and goals more precise
Is to focus and aim for the prize
It's like a bird that knows its nest
And flies straight there, from east to west
Just like a sailor lost at sea
Who needs a compass to guide and be
Pointed in the right direction
To reach the shore and gain satisfaction
We too must have a clear path to follow
To avoid confusion and feel hollow
For without direction, we may be lost
And all our dreams may come with great cost
So let's make our goals more precise
And to our dreams, let's add more spice
By visualizing what we want to achieve
We can make those goals, oh so relieve.
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