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Apr 2014
For those who slept,for those who kept,themselves jacked up,how jesus swept,for those in need,for those who speed,for those who try to slow their mind with ****,the breeze blow chill,both jack and jill,the fear we ave,and painful thrill,for those who shed tears,for those alive,da hardworking ones,and the suffering strive,whats wrong with this earth,my feelings hurt,kids are having sexx,men wearing mini skirt,but what can i say,you all are free,my speech feels short,like one to three,but now i conclude,i'm a lonely dude,a great One in fact,that feels great being rude...the world is a game,u better try to score,not a ****** no more,so da world calls u *****...be strong and free,be nice and rough,da simple always suffer,its timee to be tough
Sheldon Brown
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Sheldon Brown  jamaica
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