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He raised his arms, as if including her in a communal embrace. ββIf you will it, it is no dream.ββ He paused, letting the words hang in the air. βA great man said that, and I believe it. What about you, Lola, will you act your dreams, and make them real?β She blushed, unused to the attention, and Mordechai smiled kindly. Then he spread his hands to include the whole group. βBut think of this. What do you will? Is it to do the pigeon dance, scratching around for the crumbs of others, or will you be desert hawks, and soar to your own destiny?
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