To fly with the birds,
Carried aloft by the winds,
Gliding through mountain passes,
Going to places Ive never been,
Helping the homeless to have hope once again,
Preventing hunger by feeding all that I can,
Playing a clown so sick children can smile,
Granting them wishes to end their pain for awhile,
Seems to dream is to think of those who have needs,
To finish my life as Mr Good Deeds!
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I started writing a poem to satisfy my own dreams and needs but in the end I found my needs, my dreams, and my wishes is to help humanity. Seems very odd to discover this side of myself through just writing a poem. Now my true dreams seem more achievable then ever. I hope that you are lucky enough to discover something positive about yourself through writing as I have.
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