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#almightybuck
Land of the free, home of the brave With watchful eyes on your pockets Your mind they plot to enslave But that's all I have, that you can't take, My knowledge of who I am what I want to make of my name. Lock me up behind bars. Rob me of material possessions. Bestowing a feeling of helplessness, their only form of weapon.
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 11:30 AM UTC
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