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May 2015
I left you to your business
And just walked away
No hard feelings
And you came back
With your new posse of supporters
Trying to rile me up
And get their awed glances at your audacity
You're picking something
Out of nothing
I gave you a quick glance
And you make it it out like a death stare
So I will say my piece
That we have no hatred against
One another
But then I will walk away
Because you're not worth my time
Or hassle
Your welcome
I prevented a fight
You're so lucky
That you were being ignored by me
When I walked away
Myri
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Myri
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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