My dream job is like a bird soaring for the sky. Limitless to the things around it. Light as feathers but hold so much pressure of the world. My dream job has eyes like a eagles. I can see anything that lays ahead My dream is like a beautiful creation unwilling to give up unwilling to change My dream wants to heal those who can’t heal themselves I want to be the healing hand My dream wants to cause laughter to the sad laughter that will heal My dream is to be the one person to show sympathy Show someone that I understand Show someone that they are not alone My dream is to be know as the “Healer” The healer to the sick And the person with a heart to the poor My dream job is to be a nurse.
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