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24th of June came out the wound into hotel of tombs, Consumed by the devils fumes that occupy life's rooms, Before long was without a home wondering what's wrong with me, Blind and alone scared to pea no family tree to help me see, Wondering "why they don't miss you" lost and soft wet tissue, Invaded by a hate filled mindstate for those who created these issues No excuse for the abuse and neglect this disrespect was my reality Play the game far from fine sidelined by bullshit techniqicalities
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