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Spring, summer, fall, and winter, here I walk to work. I sell the pizza, the pay is bad, without a single perk. I need to pay for college books, the fees leave a shiver. It's then I think and wonder if, I'm better off in the river.
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
Broke but Still Works
Spring, summer, fall, and winter, here I walk to work. I sell the pizza, the pay is bad, without a single perk. I need to pay for college books, the fees leave a shiver. It's then I think and wonder if, I'm better off in the river.
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
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