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Apr 5
the amount of missing labor?

how many people are poor?

in a verse

how many leaders need a freeway home?

who can't be reached?

when didn't we step on eachother?

the mother of earth only allows ashes

didn't grasp how it all adds up, too much change

only a little stressing left on top of me running away

my house below an overpass

no other way to explain

getting back at her, and between him and his money
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kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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