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Nov 2020
Ok here I go, here we grow, if money grew on trees
It'd be another greenery, a piece of scenery, free to seize
Rather being worn by the glamorous, oh yeah it's damning us
It should be a tree as it was meant to be, not bankruptcy
Not forcing you or me, to **** for what ever means
Yeah your free to be, but you cost to live if you want to be
Rotting in t.v., buying lies that were never meant to be seen
Seth Seaman
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Seth Seaman  38/M/Florida
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