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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