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A look at life through the expressions of a simple soul.

So you were born with a wooden fork Instead of a silver spoon. Perhaps you were born with nothing at all, Except maybe the dirty rag you were wrapped in And tossed into a trash bin, Or worse. I get
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Prison? Yeah I've spent some time there; just like most people that look and talk like me. It's not the kind that you're thinking about, but it's prison nonetheless. Rather than doing hard time it was hard finding time to
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Can you let me touch you? Ooh! Let your juices flow and throw your hips form side to side. Let your lips slide around; first up, then down. Don't stop doing what you're doing because something's brewing between you'n me'n.
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Through darkened forests of thorn-filled trees, And unconquered oceans and rough seas, I'd fight a swarm of African bees While ill To protect them. Across sun-baked deserts and waterless streams, No matter how dangerous it seems; I'll battle their nightmares
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Opportunities arise every day, But we are often too caught up In our own mess to notice them. We seek drama to crazy levels. Then when we can't breathe, We blame them. We act up on the job In the
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