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Mother and brothers always despised you. Grew up wondering, why this was your due. Years of struggling, trying to belong; Hoping some day a friend would come along You manage to marry, but it does not last; Becomes a casualty of your unhappy past. You manage to raise children, who eventually leave home; They find better lives, you're left all alone. You're an occasional thought, sometimes a need; Always willing to help with any deed. Maybe you're a jerk, or not any fun; Still no friends have you ever won. You spend many holidays all alone; When will it all end? When God takes you home.
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