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Mar 2015
It was true
They were through
Nobody knew
of his bad crew
But now they see
His bad deed
And with their greed
they let him be
And so he grew
But nobody knew
of his bad crew
So when it came
When he was to be claimed
He withdraw
A sword of hearts
In each were darts
They never knew
The little boy
was heartless too
Escence
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Escence  AMERICA
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