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by @infamous-one

Why do you work so hard? Before my grabdpa died an older man working harder than the youngsters. Grandpa always said take take care. Not afraid to get in there do the get it started and finish things. Months on the sidelines recovering made me want it more. Being kept out of the loop on the outside looking in. Sick or not fighting to be normal seen as an equal. Being told your nothing but proving them wrong. Seen as special but in denial because no one steps it up came down a level which is numbing. Over the same bs different levels.
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