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My Goals


 

My goals have been like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Searching for the right particular thing.

My goals motivate me to not give up no matter 

How the going gets tough.

 

My goals have sacrifices I do not lie. 

You would be surprised of what they are.

My goals disciplines me when I am in the wrong 

When something doesn’t seem right.

 

My goals has been like an uncontrollable train

But am the conductor fixing the mistakes to get back on 

Right track. To help me learn how to act more dedicated, 

Focus, and in fact have people help on the way out 

Of this ever long journey. 

 

My goals help me become a better person from life lesson 

To lesson. Am so glad it’s a blessing, to be apart of this

Experience. I can go on and on but I rather not drag. 

My goals has helped me remind myself why I started 

And it’s with a plan. 


 

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