A Gust of Wind

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A gust of wind bollowing in my hair,

Staring at the sky, while I'm rocking in my chair

Wondering why I still think of you.

Hoping that my dreams will come true.

I will make it with or without you.

My mind is set on success & I promise I will be the best

Going to strange places, the goal is for people to know what my name is.

Seeing new faces & finally become famous.

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