Hi I am Sydney
Looking for tomrrow you need to plan for it.
Today I feel as if I am standing in a derert on the horizon where the earth meets the sky.
Today is the day I define Sydney and her tomorrow.
That sharp line across the horizon with deep blue sky and infinite
Sand it calls me and says rise Sydney.
I bring with me a family vessel filled with hope, dreams, and best wishes for tomorrow.
They also packed an umbrella for rainy days when things seem hard.
For the opportunity of success and a brighter tomorrow Im willing to fail.
I am willing to try; I am all packed and ready to go.
I am Sydney, I will succeed
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