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A Dream For Me


My heart cries for me to be,

My heart cries because its meant to be.

Helping others and fallen friends,

Helping them before their career end.

I have a passion I have never had before, 

And now I love it more and more.

From playing sports to helping athletes,

I want nothing but to see you succeed.

I'm sometimes confused and wonder why,

The things I see sometimes make me cry. 

An athletic trainer for the NBA, 

A passion left steal in my heart to stay.

Helping others and following my dreams,

I am only expecting the best from me. 

To help you follow your dream and succeed, 

I have to follow a dream set for me.

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