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Oct 2014
tell me how you know all the secrets of the world and the small nuances of human race,
i remember yesterday you had a sad look on your face
because you knew how each one of us would end
in a caged cell with nothing more to offer, in our own minds
we would cower till we became the rats that people spit on
where our existence as a whole would finally falter
Change this.
Haley Smith
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Haley Smith  Georgia, USA
(Georgia, USA)   
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   Joseph Schneider
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