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Jan 2015
When trouble has me swimming in its swift waters it seems like forever
Why is it that I don't see a boat or helping hand coming from my friends
Who stand on the shore? People pretend to be happy for your success
But inside, are all for themselves,wanting really you to ignore, this I've
Come to know is the real truth of the matter, as I slowly sink into muddy
Waters  wildly waving to all my friends on shore
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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