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3d
Kicked when I was down
Shoved in the dirt
Held down as I struggled
And the little bit of hope

I was denied what I needed
because I chose life instead of dying,,,,,,
I chose health instead of being sick.....
I chose the right choice....

Why do I continue to suffer
for making the right choices??
I just wanted a better life
why am I punished for that desire
the desire to live????
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