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My Future


In a world were it is easier to judge than to understand Where it seems that many have their heads in the sand I want to lend them a helping hand I see my friends and parents smiling I have reached my goals there's no denying Traveling and seeing new faces I learn so much from these places As a child they held my hand But now it is I who helps them stand My parents who came home with cuts and bruises Can now sit and relax with out the abuses This to me is success Helping all the rest
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