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As I pursue my career goals, I work my hands until they bleed, For some extra cash so you see. As I take care of a cancerous parent, My needs often go unapparent. I do not mind; after all, what are families for?
She was rose or at least she tried to be with all her might she tried to transform but despite her trite she could never conform there were forces in the way much bigger than her
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