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Nov 2014
The hatred of my people is only matched by the love we give.
The islands of Reggae are green with envy and grass and love.
What can a reggae boy like me do on the island of hatred?
Embrace the Reggae. Embrace the love.
Reggae is the only answer
TheCanadianReggaeBoy
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TheCanadianReggaeBoy  Jamaica, ON
(Jamaica, ON)   
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