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My mind


Constantly running through my mind, 

the opportunities that were given to me. 

I appreciate all that have helped overcome,

the problems that we're at hand.

 

Now I can chase my dreams,

make something of me because of all of you.

I owe my life to you all, for you never let me fall.

 

I hope to make you all proud one day, 

for the path you helped build I went on my way.

Dreams really do come true,

all because of you. 

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