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“They're On The Front Lines, So You Can Enjoy Your TikTok Times” by Jasmine Wren

Out there every day saving lives

From little children to husbands and wives,

Out there on the front lines, 

Just trying to push through these hard times.


New graduates running straight to hospital 

Providing services that are vital,

Young and old each taking a turn,

Working so long, till their eyes burn


Some are mothers and fathers 

Hoping they don't endanger their sons and daughter

Fearful for their lives and others 

Standing up to ignorant protesters


Bruises all around their face 

Yet they still work another case

Grateful for all they do 

Constantly working to save me and you


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