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I
Pursuing dreams,
First steps
Beckoning opportunities,
Across oceans
Proud sacrifices,
Glistening eyes
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II
Anxious freedom,
Fertile memories
Loyal sentiments,
Burning dedication
Liberating happiness,
Humbled notions
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III
Defending values,
Honoring liberty
Blood brothers,
Family bonds
Tranquil tragedies,
Balancing obligations
Wistful reflections,
Longing hearts
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IV
Thankful faith,
Expatriate love
Political fervor,
Distracted outrage
Whimsical curiosity,
Restless schadenfreude
Guilty contentment,
Righteous equality
Nurturing lives,
Thirsty hopes
Global citizens,
Rejoicing fortunes
*
V
Home soil,
Vulnerable thoughts
My home,
My country
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VI
Six feet under,
Hand still on heart..
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Originally composed on 07/21/2014
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Our mission with FutureSTRONG Academy – to grow children who respect themselves, their time and their capabilities in a world where distractions are just a click or a swipe away.
I see myself as an advocate for bringing social, emotional and character development to families, schools and communities. I never want to let this idea out of my sight – Our children are not just GPAs. I’m a Writer and a Certified Master Coach in NLP and CBT. Until 2017, I was also a Big Data Scientist. In December of 2044, I hope to win the Nobel. Namasté.
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