As I lay down I wonder what will I become. As I lay down I wonder what will be my legacy. As  I lay down I drift into sleep. A whisper comes in. Dream baby girl, dream baby girl, dream. You can become anybody in this world. The little girl dreams so many things. But one stood out to her the most. A pediatrician. As she walks in those steps she saw who she would be and become.




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