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Sep 2015
Woe the charisma of this place
One kid who was alpha, is alpha
Is in trouble because he hit someone
Or someone hit him
And he decided it was just to hit back
And coach sits him down and says
Life throws things at us, this life, this existence, he looks out over everything and he sees, he had been there, he has been all over, to prison, to award and glory, to dance floor, he has seen and he says this life, this life
And that is that

And the three of us
Look out over everything
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
(25/M/San Francisco)   
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