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My Dream to Teach


Struggled, cried, the tears I wept

My dream of music had a passionate affect

I wanted to be a music teacher but it was out of reach 

The only thing I wanted to do was teach

Later on my tears dried

I decided that day I would no longer hide

This dream I will stick to

My dream was finally coming true

 

 

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