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I do not have A happy family... There have been nights Where I go to bed With my ears still ringing-- --A lot of shouting, yelling, and screaming It happens for to many reasons, Which is why it never ends But sometimes in a rare, rare dream, Its singing I hear instead
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
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I do not have A happy family... There have been nights Where I go to bed With my ears still ringing-- --A lot of shouting, yelling, and screaming It happens for to many reasons, Which is why it never ends But sometimes in a rare, rare dream, Its singing I hear instead
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
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