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The Future of My Dreams


My passion overtook me,

My dream-job lies in wait;

Preparing to be captured,

Ready for me to take my place.

 

A professor in the making,

Just below my surface clear;

One day I will get there,

One day I’ll say, “I’m here!”

 

School is my compulsion

So for now I must strive;

For to get that wondrous dream-job

Through my education I will arrive.

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