Dream Job
Always dreaming, always wishing
Wishing apon a shooting star
Star bright lead me to the light
Light that helps me see the future
Future so far but yet so close
Close enough to become a manager
Manager of a hotel
Hotels all over the world
World so big and so scary
Scary and hopefully willing to let me live my dream
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