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Aim High

Each time I reach half way, the pit falls of life knocks me back down.

I take one step, disappointment takes two.

I reach for new heights, I slip and fall.

This moutain gets further and further away from me.

Impossible dreams and broken heart, I continue to climb without loosing heart.

Running fast and climbing high, can’t let this moutain tare me apart.

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