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Some are born into a house With no love. Some learn quickly how to Push when they shove. Some are born with a Silver spoon in hand. Some live off the Fat of the land. Some are emotionally stunted, A tormented soul. Some can buy their way Out of the hole. Some are physically Abused. Some are permanently Bruised. Some survive Sexual assault. We all know who Is at fault. Some never get A fair shake. Some are nuttier Then a fruitcake. Some can process and Move forward. Some can stay Forever tortured. Some learn to deal With the pain. Some border on The insane. Some are lucky they Grow and bloom. Some feel the Presence of doom. Turbo1904?