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The scraping scratches

The bruises that we don't know

Where they come from

Cover our arms and legs

It's a constant

It's what happens

And we ignore

Because we all have them

Some of them scar

Most of them heal

Being the provider

Of the world

Hardened and tough

Because of the pain

That our job brings

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