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my reasons


i've been broken, still am i've thought of death many a time but i can not do it, for i hear pitter patter and a cry my neice and nephew, i consider them my kids, they make me smile, cry even my worst days aren't that bad i want to set an example for them, going to college living my dream maybes they can live their's they are my reasons for pushing my limit, i may be broken, but i have my reasons to stay strong.
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