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*Even if I have to, I'll never give up, For years you keep me in this locked Box, the rusted key hole of "luck," Maybe I'll be rich one day, then I'll make My dream happen, or maybe I'll die before I can. Either way it just depends, Thanks, my complacent "friends!"*
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:04 PM UTC
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*Even if I have to, I'll never give up, For years you keep me in this locked Box, the rusted key hole of "luck," Maybe I'll be rich one day, then I'll make My dream happen, or maybe I'll die before I can. Either way it just depends, Thanks, my complacent "friends!"*
Dedicated to all of our "GREAT FRIENDS" in society...
alan-s-bailey
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:04 PM UTC
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