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we couldn't be scary, coming from urban settings
where the wrong words could get you buried parents couldn't afford college or a funeral yet definitely sure "the army" will pay for it for you could of been Norman Bates, yet his Felix Ungar resemblances... were remembered, what a childhood, had to train to not be your monster. couldn't be your sponsor, find a soup kitchen tired of giving the beer money to you, I should be drinking with calculating the panhandlers earning potential, then realizing I'm the one that's overqualified, yet how much is he making?
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