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Dec 2013
My mind is a cruel, cruel man.
He drags me in chains, and I bleed,
He leaves me to burn under the sun.
Where are these chain? I cannot see them, yet
He insists they are real.
My mind is a cruel, cruel man
Kopter Zero
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Kopter Zero  United States
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