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May 2018
Was
was a child when 9/11 happened
and i didn't care at all

was an idiot in school,
and a happy genius in the safety of solitude

was a ******* when i sold cigarettes to children,
so over-******-priced

was flipping off my teachers
and my father sometimes

i'm not like that anymore
i try to love people now
kinda **** but im tryin to get back into the swing of poetry u feel me?
croob
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croob  23/usa
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     Logan, mjad, --- and laura
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