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Dec 2015
From the opening act you stayed quite in the back
gripping to blank maps and crafts under the dunce cap
Son you're hoping for facts, get a diet cut the crap
looking through stats mad you hunger what you once had
It used to be so perfect and yet nothing has changed
The treatment always urgent, the illness always staged
Jose Rodriguez
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Jose Rodriguez  Nevada
(Nevada)   
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