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people talk with out speaking, they think with out thoughts,hereing with out listing, they are mindless idiolzest, they are unpreparied for the world that awights them, unforunatly some are our youth. i mock their sorry state knowin they took the worng path. i walk away knowing i'm not one of them i wish them luck in their sorry state knowing i'm preparied.
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