Pharma-what?
Like Martin Luther King, I have a dream.
Like reality works, not all is as it seems.
As life runs its course, some become diseased.
Unfortunately though, they could also decease.
A pharmacist is not only for counting pills.
They have responsibilities and priorities and prescriptions to fill.
For me being a pharmacist is not only a want.
It's a desire, a yearning, that college funds will taunt.
Whenever an opportunity for pharmacy comes near.
I'll research, and study, make illness disappear.
Pharmacy is a way, to save the ones most dear.
Pharmacy is not just a job, its a life changing career.
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