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Jun 2018
An old friend came to visit me the other day
Anxiety.
He sat me down with my hopes and dreams and chained them around my wrists,
So that I would be able to reach them
But never catch a hold of them
Because they were just a little too far to fetch.
Part I
Bipolar Hypocrite
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Bipolar Hypocrite  In Crazy.
(In Crazy.)   
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     Andi, Jason, Hooria Iftikhar, Marissa, ryn and 1 other
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