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I am important


My name is not important,

My figure is so plain,

My face is one that looks like many,

I'm considered a plain Jane.

My fortune is so minuscule

My home is way too small

My job is just so ordinary

I'm pushed up against a wall.

My wallet has a credit card

My purse contains no cash

Mu back is beginning to bruise a lot

I'm wondering if soon I'll be trash.

My purse is snatched from my arms

My wallet is seized from me

My back is leaking something red

I'm trembling on my knees.

My eyes begin to shutter fast

My pulse is getting weak

My ears hear no sirens coming

I'm sure my outcome is bleak.

My name is not important

My figure is so plain

My face is one that looks like many

I'm noted as Doe (comma) Jane.

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