Withered Dreams, by Suzette Richards - image generated.
When your ambition didn’t tally with mine, we had to learn to steer a common course. Our earlier dreams withered on the vine Our individual pasts were our source. In the interest of our joint future we had to learn to steer a common course. If at different rates we would mature, then allowances we must surely make in the interest of our joint future. To be genuinely woke or a fake, focus only on a global career, then allowances we must surely make. From humanitarian course don’t veer: for that, I am eternally grateful. Focus only on a global career. Resisting temptation to be spiteful when your ambition didn’t tally with mine; for that, I am eternally grateful. My earlier dreams withered on the vine.
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