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Feb 2010
They said I couldn’t do it, they said I stood no chance.They said I was a fool, a jig without a dance.They said I’d be a failure, they said I’d be a joke.They said I couldn’t make it, a man about to choke.They said I couldn’t win it, they said I couldn’t fight.They said my days were over, as if they’re always right.They said I’d lose it all, they said I’d die in vain.They said I’d be forgiven, if only I’d admit the pain.Like I care what they say.
Richard Allen Pogue
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Richard Allen Pogue  In the atmosphere
(In the atmosphere)   
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   Jamie
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