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Fighter


My dream job?

I want to be a fighter.

I want to do something meaningful, stand up for something worth fighting for.

Lawyers, they don't get much respect nowadays, always looked down upon,

is it bad that that's what I want to be?

Or maybe a politician, but they still get slammed, day by day.

Does nobody remember anything good they do?

I do.

I want to be a part of that, lobbying, lawmaking, taking action.

It may take years of schooling to get there, probably at some school worth name dropping, not quite Harvard though.

I for one am not 100 percent on this job, I don't even know what I want for lunch tomorrow.

Just something to think about.

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