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Dec 2014
There is a time in November, in 1964
The days I couldn’t remember

Are the days that I have missed
They were days with my brother

When we were just kids walking
A car had hit him and put him in a tree

By a drunken driver who didn’t give a ****
Put my brother in a coma
are the days that I missed

Now those days are over or
The days I’ll never forget
True Story
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
(Alexandria)   
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