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One Day

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Brokensmile5559

Published: Jan 4, 2012

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One day,
I'm gonna be,
A big success.

Right now,
Right here,
This is my test.

Struggle through.
Make your way.
Maybe today just isn't your day.

You have the
Talent
You have the
Will.

One day
One day
You will be happy..
You will.

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mscaspercat1

Jan 6, 2012

its really good Xxx

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