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1968  I remember 1968.. The land of milk and honey. The war was still cold but not The Tet. That ***** was hot. 1954 I made my debut. Lotta my boys did too. ** chi Minh amped up his crew. Can't. We all just get along. No way LBJ. Young guys all over town stressin the lottery. The randomness of body bag. Friday hip deep in rice paddy. Monday a letter to your moms.
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Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 2:16 PM UTC
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1968  I remember 1968.. The land of milk and honey. The war was still cold but not The Tet. That ***** was hot. 1954 I made my debut. Lotta my boys did too. ** chi Minh amped up his crew. Can't. We all just get along. No way LBJ. Young guys all over town stressin the lottery. The randomness of body bag. Friday hip deep in rice paddy. Monday a letter to your moms.
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Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 2:16 PM UTC
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