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A useless firing squad dropped all of their weapons, they dropped them because they wanted to see your reaction. Like usual, I cared far more than I should have, and when the brown coats came off, I began to strike, I really did it. I knew I was fairly lucky in that moment, I didn't have any questions about that. But, I wasn't as lucky as I used to be. I wasn't as lucky as the cloud of vapor in front of me, or the man in the back of the police car. I was never as lucky, as, as, as, As long as you never hear the sound of my voice, and never sit in my car, I promise, I won't let myself feel lucky again.
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
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A useless firing squad dropped all of their weapons, they dropped them because they wanted to see your reaction. Like usual, I cared far more than I should have, and when the brown coats came off, I began to strike, I really did it. I knew I was fairly lucky in that moment, I didn't have any questions about that. But, I wasn't as lucky as I used to be. I wasn't as lucky as the cloud of vapor in front of me, or the man in the back of the police car. I was never as lucky, as, as, as, As long as you never hear the sound of my voice, and never sit in my car, I promise, I won't let myself feel lucky again.
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
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