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Jan 2019
Mud
I am mud,
on the bottom of a rock,
in the middle of the ocean,
Just fighting to get free,
Trying to get up,
To breathe,
To get air,
Instead I am kicked,
I am thrown,
I am garbage to all that I know,
Hello friend,
I am mud.
-Bee-
Bee
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Bee  25/F
(25/F)   
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     Raul Zamarripa III and Perry
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