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Jan 2018
He don't know what to do
She need the medical
And he need some food for his people
They still ain't call him back and he worried now
She getting sicker and sicker
While the man getting richer and richer
He never wanted to do it, never wanted to go out this way
BAM
She needed help; and they needed some food.
He had to do it, it was the only way to get some money...
"****. "    car pulls up
" Mane i'm sorry ill have it for you in the morning"
"..."
BAM
The End
                                              yours truly,
                                                          ­     . . .
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yours truly  14/F/United States
(14/F/United States)   
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     Rick the shoe shine boy and L Seagull
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