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Races madly , arms flayed A fool running in circles Rats turn the cogs of his mind In slow motion As he bashes his head against That same old wall.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 4:31 PM UTC
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Races madly , arms flayed A fool running in circles Rats turn the cogs of his mind In slow motion As he bashes his head against That same old wall.
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south africa
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 4:31 PM UTC
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