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After advanced study, I harboured a high aim.
Relatives expected me to achieve fortune and fame.
I failed to locate the girl friend for my elder brother.
My pen friend dated me and we became lover.
Sad to learn that my poor aunt had no one to depend on.
I was the able son that my father could rely upon.
When I successfully got the job as a civil servant.
The happiest guys in Hong Kong were my aunt and parent.

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