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Rising


Rising toward my goal is one of my many dreams

Now I am taking that step 

Swimming against my own streams

I don't expect it to just arrive on my doorstep

All I can listen to are the clicks of the keyboard 

Thinking about why I am here

The reasons being like a double edged sword

Losing them is my worst fear 

So here's a toast

To the people who have gotten me here

To every incident being like a broken lamppost 

Flickering till clear

I am doing this for everyone and the memories I have with them

For some I wish they would have more faith in me

To see their proud faces and for them not to condemn

For them to smile because of what I've done is why I am doing this

That is why I want this scholarship

Their smiling faces to me would be absolute bliss.

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