One Job
I am a quadruplet with Cerebral Palsy
Life has it's struggles but also its joys you see
I live to learn as I learn to live
I persevere always through thick and thin
I'm quite intuitive as you now know
I love to analyze and help people grow
Being a psychologist would make me whirl
It would be the best job in the world
I'd have the privilege to help people in need
With a job in the medical field I can give back
Thanking those who cared for me
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