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Something Amazing


He would sleep on floors,

But made sure we won't have to.

She had a cold family, 

yet created ours with nothing but love.

He worked days and nights to provide for us, 

She stayed home to teach us what's wrong and right.

They came from nothing, and somehow became something.

Something amazing.

Now it's my turn to shine and make them proud. 

 

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