My Dream Job

Someday I'll be a Civil Engineer.

It will no longer be a distant goal,

just as long as I persevere.

Standing in my way are four daunting years.

Endless problems and tests will take their toll,

but know I'm ready and rid of fears.

 

My degree will be my plane ticket too,

it will take me to California.

Self belief will make dreams come true.

My projects will rise looking grand and new.

Live in perpetual euphoria,

that is exactly what I'll do.

 

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