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(…) you watch the dream move to the threshold of the door. Beyond the threshold, the Paragon that moves here beyond the Golden Door, looks like many things. A flickering dream, only that which the beholder would make of it. What do all of you see as you look at that dream before it crosses the threshold? Because none of you see the exact same thing. This is our version of the American Dream? That’s correct. Prosperity, hope, what lies behind the Golden Door?