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Jul 2019
A small fat child,
in a big fat house.
You have nothing left to dream about.
Life was just handed to you.
Now look at you.
You have nothing else,
To look forward to.

The poor are rich,
and the rich are poor.
MisfitOfSociety
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MisfitOfSociety  24/M/South Africa
(24/M/South Africa)   
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