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May 2015
I believe I can fly
I got shot by the FBI
All I wanted was some chicken wings
And maybe collard greens

I believe I can sore
I got robbed by the F-ing *****
She took everything I ever had
After making me beg for more

I believe I can crawl
Because I can't walk anymore
The pain was too much to bear
Too much for my little self

I believe I can die
Lay six feet underground
Just rotting away
Waiting for the day

I believe in my future
The future that won't change
I believe I can fly
Then I believe I'll crash
Dr Strange
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Dr Strange  Atlanta
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