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One Job


Dream Job!

It rings in our minds,

We set eyes towards that,

each with different wants.

Mine is to be a video game designer.

Let my imagination flow out,

see it become tangible,

and see others enjoy what I enjoy.

Let the creation bloom,

it shall not perish.

A sea of vast imagination

waiting to pour out.

Graphics fly everywhere,

characters are born,

plot is made,

and fame brews.

This is my Dream Job.

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