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Jan 2019
there's still a few
that whole crew in the blocks
living royal wild
really as kin should be
now you look back at the fortune wonder what it meant
really couldn't be measured in man's coin you know
but it was pure gold like oro from the sea
melting me daily
Bobby Jo didn't know
and Mikey was a monster
I had a closet for three kids
and a shadow full of haunted
Elmia
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