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I wished to nurture minds
I wanted to heal the soul
I dreamed of creating worlds of adventures
I had aspirations
But alas I am in the present
Pursuing a passionless future
Wondering how different my story could be
I will sit and fantasize
The joyful laughter of young hearts
The radiant glow of patients' smiles
The minds who cherish my crafted tales
I could dream up all the endings my heart desires
But cruel, harsh reality strikes
Pulling me back onto a path I never fantasized
I could only hope to be reborn
Reborn into a world where money didn't matter
