> They once knelt to listen to me, now I spend my days washing dishes on my knees.
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> Five years in jail has revealed the human heart. I just want to hide in this oil and filth for the rest of my life.
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>Until my daughter's medical record fell in front of me, it read "Leukemia" in black and white.
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> In the corridor of the hospital, the group of people who gained power by sucking my blood walked by chatting and laughing, and the light reflected by the watch stung my eyes.
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> I looked down at the hands soaked in detergent and suddenly laughed.
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> That's fine.
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> Then let these hands, which have been washing dishes for five years, shuffle the cards again.
