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Jan 2015
get away, don't even look at me
if you had your way, you'd throw the book at me
trained paranoia
all you see is the crooked me

we are all suspects

let me be, don't even follow me
i'm not free, you want to collar me
crime corporation
all you see is the dollar me

we are all paychecks
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
(54/M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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