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May 2016
Write me a nice letter
Tell me it'll get better
And staple it to my forehead
Before I sink into my bed
All play and no work
You'd think it couldn't hurt
All work and no play
Kills you slowly, day by day
The Yin and the Yang
The gun goes "bang, bang"
Through and through and through
You'll find the lies buried in the truth
John
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John  28/M/New York
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