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Forever

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gymnastics injury life

This is a story I wrote a while back about a gymnast who is going through a major life roller coaster and just trying to get through this hard life and hand she has been dealt. Bouncing from injury to injury definitely is not an enjoyable life and being in and out of the hospital so much that the entire staff basically knows you by name.All Rights Reserved

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