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The White Van
We wake up before the Sun,
But thanking God for another day.
We get ready as a whole,
Exhausted but getting dressed.
We load up the van,
With mops, a scrubber and a buffer.
We load up the van,
So that we may not hunger.
We drive to our destination,
no vacations nor days off.
So that our children can continue their education,
Hoping that our hard work will...
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 3:24 am
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