Merchant of Dreams by Teddy Temple - HTML preview

I Made It

I listened to my heart

Held onto my faith

Never gave up the struggle

Even though it was full of pains and sorrows

My journey of success

I filled it with hope

Didn't let my dreams die

And ignored my critics

I came up from nothing

And made it to something

A smile creeps on my lips

When I see myself flying with the birds like Richard Branson

Thanks to Almighty above

Who has blessed my hands greatly

Like a spider, they spin something out of nothing

For they are gifted like those of Ben Carson

I look up to the sky

Upon the shining of the sun

And glittering of the stars

I say to myself, 'finally I made it'.

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