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I read about the America of the past. America is bound to two cycles. You either achieve your dreams or you’re stuck. America can only go as far as its people. People can find dreams in America. You’re born: you can dream. You’re raised: you can dream. You’ve grown: you can still dream. Born into the wrong place? You can still find dreams in America. Struggle, and it’s worth it. It’s all the same. You’re born: you can dream. You’re raised: you can dream. You’ve grown: you can still dream. Tomorrow, you’ll be at the table. Even if you’re a darker brother. You’re destined to achieve great things, Yet you’re starting from the bottom. Build yourself, Wake up, Work up. Up is the only place you can go. In America, you get what you deserve. Don't let the struggle drag you down. In America, they’ll see how beautiful you are.
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Feb 12, 2024
Feb 12, 2024 at 8:25 AM UTC
Hello America
I read about the America of the past. America is bound to two cycles. You either achieve your dreams or you’re stuck. America can only go as far as its people. People can find dreams in America. You’re born: you can dream. You’re raised: you can dream. You’ve grown: you can still dream. Born into the wrong place? You can still find dreams in America. Struggle, and it’s worth it. It’s all the same. You’re born: you can dream. You’re raised: you can dream. You’ve grown: you can still dream. Tomorrow, you’ll be at the table. Even if you’re a darker brother. You’re destined to achieve great things, Yet you’re starting from the bottom. Build yourself, Wake up, Work up. Up is the only place you can go. In America, you get what you deserve. Don't let the struggle drag you down. In America, they’ll see how beautiful you are.
AngelEyes
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Feb 12, 2024
Feb 12, 2024 at 8:25 AM UTC
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