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no one can stop me, i have a dream, and i will not stop untill it fullfillied. i want to do what i love the thing that keeps me going the thing that i love most and i will do that no matter what because it doesnt matter where i come from- i can do anything.
Submitted:Mar 4, 2013 Reads: 1 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
It doesn’t matter where I come from
The road in front of me is still open,
And I can see it can see it clearly.
The road in front of me has no boundaries
It doesn’t matter where I come from,
It just matters where I’m going.
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