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May 2015
I can't find work
There are no jobs
Day after day
After month, after month

I'm tired of this
This state
Where you go to college
Then you get a credential

And I still can't earn a dime
Oh well
There are always the mountain trails I suppose
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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