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Apr 2016
A green plant, a deviant to society.
But why so be. When the, so true to me.
Educate before hate, a medication people take for relaxation, a patient in the hospital of time.
Memories of the lies, and despair fill the air not only to realize, a seed of Mother Earth that can mask all of the dark sides and demise. Is not legal in the eyes of the big men.
So again I say, a deviant to society I hide to be, high the key, in the aid to my struggle, a deviant to society.
Preston Brida
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Preston Brida  Pitrsburgh
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