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Sometimes, I think to myself,

What it'd be like if I were an elf on the shelf,

Maybe I'd be treated better,

And have some time, with my sister,

When I realised,

My parents,

Are fighting,

For me,

My sister,

And I,

You see, I'm free,

Because of them,

Now think about this,

Cherish these moments,

Before you're frozen,

In time.

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