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Accounting


Accounting....

Although, it may seem to be... boring

It just may be, the "Dream Job", I want.

Of Course! It may be that job that makes me get grays early.

But, gives me opportunies. 

It gives me the opportunity to help my family,

and charities that are close to my heart. 

Maybe, one day, Ill be your accountant.

And... I'll Make You Hundreds. 

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