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Sep 2017
As we live, laugh,
           No matter how hard you try,
           Even those close to you as a rib
           Still won't understand you.

           What happens if you holla
           And can't be heard?
           It hurts,
but they said:
           "They said through the pain, is how we learn."

           Life and lessons,
           I guess I would just hol' tight and chill
           And enjoy me,
           Understanding me.
Manuel Black
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Manuel Black  20/M/Nigeria
(20/M/Nigeria)   
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