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Repeat


I go to school, clean the house, make dinner, repeat. I see the bottles laying at my mother's feet. So, I go to school, clean the house, make dinner, repeat. Then I graduate high school, go to college, succeed. This was not easy, but I seek more for my family... I, my father's daughter seek to succeed. I stand upon the shoulders who are first generation indeed. I understand the education need, I understand the seed The seed that's been implanted in me To succeed, and repeat.
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