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Nov 2019
Finally got a seat at the table
But little did I know I was dancing with the devil
There I thought I was noble
Only to find I was in trouble
Only thing I ate was stress, which left me depressed
Always thinking about what was next had me looking hexed
And so I finally decided to leave the table,
Through God I was able.
Sometimes success ain’t always what it seems
KB47
Written by
KB47  M/Zambia
(M/Zambia)   
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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