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Childhood's Dream

At every turn in time, I wish to live the best dream 
The best wish everyone could have
That caress the precious grace per luck 
Which colors achievement
And can be counted on as reinforcement cum hard work 
Which pave ways, wings soar peacefully 
That bottoms sit back to reminisce, 
Counting blessings worthy of thanksgiving

Many are dreams you once had in gleam
The ones that would've continue to live 
But with the dragging of time, you chuck
Thinking when will you be old enough to  have its fulfilment 
Despite all the prayers you build like a bulwark

Just as the sun fuels the moon's speed
And its light determines its brightness 
The florals get human lives' breath feed
And beautifies environment and its forthrightness
Dreams cage plans towards fulfilment 
And bless efforts for passions many rewards 
Goal is the root of focus connecting achievement 
Aiming high at globally recognized awards

I once wish to be a doctor 
For the sake of saving lives
But one thing I admired most
Is the smart look of the uniform 
On the ones I have come across

I can't figure out how I become a proctor
Many are lazy students I practically forgives 
Who have over the years been undiagnosed 
And abandoned for the higher institution to reform
How will they be able to bear the cross?

At a point in life, I wanna become a football player 
Either I get to feature or not, no cease payment
The profession I referred to as "money making machine" 
More than any other on weekly basis
To get life going well visiting places

At another point, I wanna be a bricklayer 
Who has never been exposed to an underpayment
But they spend much on colchicine
To make sure the system is active 
Then watch to avoid being addictive

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