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Nov 2017
You half felt the feelings that you made hard
You didn't want to be alone
You lived through your hell
But you can't reap what you've sown
outgrown, no home
what is it to suffer?
Written by
George Greenbaum  27/M/los Angeles, Ca
(27/M/los Angeles, Ca)   
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