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Jan 2019
Me and a close friend of mine came to school early
And walked on the bleachers
Watching the morning sun burn through the thick wall of clouds
As we watch it
We both take turns screaming out our pleads and prayers
Hoping for something to change and happen
Call me Oliver
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Call me Oliver  M/Dream
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