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Dean – April 4

04 Apr

His name was Dean,
He dreamed big!
A very little guy
But with great passion,
You couldn’t miss him in the street
And the smile you could see in the dark,
His pride was roaring
Like the king of the world.
He walked next to me every morning
On my way to work,
And I began to think
If he can
Then why not I?
Why not indeed.

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Posted by on April 4, 2013 in Poems

 

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