Twist and Shout Slam.

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I cant wait to see it , its sweet smiling face that greets me with sweet kisses i can hardly wait for the future that is ahead of  me  , that drives me to capacity make one small mistake and its over no retakes
A sensual intro of clashing drums and cymbals, fighting to be heard above the other, generates a beat that ricochets through my chest and rips through my lungs. I am left Breathless.
When a nurse I get to be Helping my patients will help me.   In the past, the poor I did help to feed Taking care of theirs did meet my need.   My need is to help others,
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!   Without warning, My phone’s alarm injects a series of its Short, sharp, shrill shrieks Deep into my ear canals, BEEP! demanding full and
The positive inside me trys to revive me. All I can do is think about the life around me. I let it be known with the notes on the paper.
Kids are playing and jumping! Books are clapping! Where you heading kids? Education is bids. Offer me more to stay! A promise of clay will be made.   Education is Ending!
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