The dream
The feeling over whelms me
I want this bad
I'm holding back
You can see the want on my face
I'm sweating, I'm nervous
I can feel the words creep on my lips
Every questions i answer determines my life
I'm just another number to them
Can i even make a difference?
I can do this
This is my destiny
Here it goes
"Hi, my name is Catarena"
"Hello, Catarena , I will be conducting your interwiew today. Please have a seat"
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