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Doubt Whe black clouded monster Under which confusion and chaos And self-loathing and grief Drown the souls of the inspirational dreamer and Slowly Kill Their hope
As humans. We can get things ourselves. We have thumbs I aspire to be a veteranarian. I can accomplish this goal on my own ...But what about those who are helpless Like newborn babies
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