(eight words)
how do we make these lives matter?
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anyone?
I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
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We learn
How to count
To eight.
Maybe.
These lives
glow
with meaning.
Just let them.
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