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Oct 2020
I wish I could take control
And hand the cities' keys to the troll
That lives down beneath the bridge
That came home from work last night exhausted

If I had my *** of gold
I would give it to the men of old
Not the strong young men that are not in need
But to the elderly

I only wish to make this playing field level
If all the men were for once equal
And all men saught after each others wellfare
Yes, if I can have but one wish
Jesse Thomas Devlin
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Jesse Thomas Devlin  40/M/USA
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