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One job


One job my job could one day change my llife 

set me up with a nice house, two kids, and a wife.

But it's not about me and how my life would change

its about the lives that I could arrange

Through biomedical engineering I could one day assist

the veteran on the corner who lost his hand at the wrist

by combining man and machine into one 

So many veterans injuries could be undone

just think one day about helping this man

until I have the teaching I need I'll do what I can

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