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May 2015
Walking down the street
Wanting something to eat
See a homeless man
Sitting in the heat

I get sad for a second
Then the old man beckoned
Do you have any money
I smiled, not feeling threatened

I reach out my hand
Hit him with a bottle
Took his 3.50
And hit up McDonalds
Vladmir Putin
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Vladmir Putin  Stalingrad, USSR
(Stalingrad, USSR)   
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