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When I look back on my short life, I see struggle. To see we were poor is an understatement. To see we was happy would vary. I promised my self one day, I'll be better. One day I will have enough to support. One day I will help others. One day my families struggles will be gone. Because I will use them as my motivation. One day I will succeed.
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