We look at you and your unfathomable lives,
Its a wonder you continue to survive,
You're so tough yet troubled,
So hard done by, with a childhood worse than the next.
Why is it you?
It's always you,
You remain hard done by.
Could you continue,
Live without the rest?
Just grow up and live at your best?
No, not you,
You're special,
You cannot leave your refuge in the 'pain'.
Heros we admire you,
You're all the same.
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