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I wonder if my past selves
could guess where I’d be today
through phases and teething pains
I’ve grown into a full-fledged person
that (I hope) can make my parents proud
to make their sacrifice worth it

there once were dreams I swore I’d dreamt
believing I could be someone worth the pride
I keep giving to other people

the world keeps spinning and I keep going
and I just hope that’s enough
I hope my past selves are cheering

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