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Aug 2015
Why is it that if it rains and it's sunny the devil is beating his wife
Why is it that when I'm listening to music in the zone people accuse me of missing out on life?

Why is it that by 35 I have to settle down, have kids and a wife?
Why is it that I'm excited to be older than I was but not truly prepared for life?

Society is weird like that, but that's a solid inspiration to write
Because all of our ills won't be solved
Unless we ask the question why
NeroameeAlucard
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NeroameeAlucard  Chicago Illinois
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