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His life was full of nonsense His life was a jigsaw puzzle His life was stone cold His life was not looking both ways before crossing the street His life was a masterpiece waiting to be finished His life was a sad song His life was the worst memory His life was full of chaos His life was surviving His life was a thought in the back of your head His life was a tragedy Alive
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 12:30 PM UTC
His Life
His life was full of nonsense His life was a jigsaw puzzle His life was stone cold His life was not looking both ways before crossing the street His life was a masterpiece waiting to be finished His life was a sad song His life was the worst memory His life was full of chaos His life was surviving His life was a thought in the back of your head His life was a tragedy Alive
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 12:30 PM UTC
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