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Isolation

*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
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Dedicated to all of our "GREAT FRIENDS" in society...

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