The poem is about dreamers and lovers.

The first duty of love is to listen.
Don’t grumble that roses have thorns,
be thankful that thorns have roses.
This one step –
choosing a goal and sticking to it –
changes everything.
The future is purchased by the present.
All men dream- but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds –
wake in the day to find that it was vanity;
But the dreamers of the day-
Dangerous men,
for they may act their dreams with open eyes,
to make it possible.
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