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Dream

When I grow up This is who I want to be Take a seat And listen to my wildest dream I want to trade Not in the market but forex I know it's hard to believe But this has been my mindset I feel you're already thinking, I will not succeed I'm okay with it I admit my strategies are weak Been practicing, I will be good eventually Understand you have to crawl Before you get to your feet I'm a young money seed Planted on a fertile forex field Will grow into a mature money tree I know this isn't realistic Honestly, I might not ever make a difference But the dream is still my reference I have to risk it.

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Date: 10/14/2022 7:46:00 AM
Everyone has the right to dream...and none should make us feel guilty for dreaming too big.
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