Store Front Pride
Life changes in the blink of an eye
One day you're here
The next you're there
So what if that all changed
What if your dream came true?
The dream of owning a store
the smells of fresh doguh wafting through the door
sign reading fresh dough
the smile on people's faces when they walk in
knowing all if it is yours
I worked hard for this
Stayed up long nights for this
studied four years
so my dream could come true
so i could have a store front
that pride will run through my veins
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