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No one cares unless you’re a character, Straight from the pages. Go on boy do something special. Not special enough? Just work till ya die, Advance us please- Money for your time. No one appreciates thought, Who the fuck would have guessed it?

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Written by

joseph-brooks-nickell

American

For You?

Written by

joseph-brooks-nickell

American

Published: Sep 15, 2012
LinesWords: 943

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