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One day I’ll be a doctor. In dance with death and I Our fates intertwined.   The familiarity, a deep slumber One I hope to wake from
Oh school why do you cost. Why do you hinder me from my thoughts. Oh why do you hinder me from being so great. As the world cries tears due to the burdens you create. Why can't you be free, why do you hinder us all from the American dream.
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