February 19, 2009
By Nikki Pester BRONZE, Davey, Nebraska
Nikki Pester BRONZE, Davey, Nebraska
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The dream was love
The dream was hope
The dream was family
The dream was happy.

They used to be poor
They didn't have a door
There was a nasty smell
It used to be hell.

But now they're here
For it is very real
It won't be the same
For there may be fame.

The dream is love
The dream is hope
The dream is family
The dream is happy.

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