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Dream job? Dream job? Where are thou?
My inspiration, Not many know him, When I hear his name, I become inspired, I think of the good he has  done, Of the things he has given, Of the messages he has sent. He remembers his hardships,
  When my friends ask me what my father does, I am the few that gets to say, my daddy works a chocolate factory. They reply with jealousy.
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