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Apr 2018
They can talk
About that luxury trip
They may know money
But do they know the price
Of sacrifice?
For I am near the tip
Of seeing myself dead
And no one can see
How I walk
With no need to shed
Any tears
For I have no coin
So let sink my fears
As I may not join
Both a cruise of no strife
And this expensive life
Nicholas Fonte
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Nicholas Fonte
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     Me Díaz and Boygene Borice
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