
She stood in the rain
Waiting for the train
For a ride of courage
That would take her to hope
Where she meets reason
Who takes her through the pond
Over to Pride
Who can't even look her in the eye
Determination dries her tears
As confidence grabs her hand
They frolic through the forest of duty
And class meets her at the end
Where manner teaches her language
So she can meet the man of her dreams
Who swooped her off her feet
And introduced himself as success
....
In the end they are just words,
but could you imagine them any other way?

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