Temporary
The endless chapters to read
the endless packets to study
I want to make sure my future is not muddy
I push and push and push to have a life I always dreamed of
one where I walk with a purpose to save lives
and feel the adrenaline and drive
that dream of what I know I will be is what inpires me
to keep on going although I might feel wary
I know that these feelings are temporary
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