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"This poem is dedicated to all the, RISING STARS ON W.D.C." Beckoning Dreams Go search the world my good friend. Until you reach your journeys end. Stop to smell the roses now and then. You will not forget where you've been. Your dreams wait for you somewhere. Don't pass them by take great care. One day you will be glad I told you this. Better safe than sorry you won't miss. Be alert and watch all that you may see Enjoy your loves and friends if it's to be. No matter what in this world you may do. Be true to yourself and to all others too. As you journey to find your real dreams. Don't give up because harder it seems. They may be on the very next street. Be positive, and don't give in to defeat. My dreams never had a chance to be. No confidence or ambition that was me. Your youth will carry you through it all. You stand firm and don't ever slip or fall. BY: Kings
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