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Jul 2015
Maybe I'll play
Golf today

Even though
I can't afford it

I like hitting *****

It's entertainment

And all I can really do
As poor as I am

I expect no changes

No job or no gf

Just hours
And days alone

Repeating the same
Activities

This is my life
And I'm happy today

America is no longer
A wealthy and happy place

A wicked land
That God will punish
With his strong hand

Your bank accounts
Are worthless too

An American nightmare
Soon coming for me and you
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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