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They sacrifice so much They are for nothing With hands you touch All they want is loving They are up all night They are running all day Just to make sure you’re alright They keep the nightmares at bay It’s a thankless job But the reward is great They raise you not to be a snob They want you to love, not hate Being a parent is on the of the hardest things But for them, all they think about is all they joy it brings
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