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Slaves And The Homeless

Many goals I wish to do

Will destiny let me see them through

What a disaster that could be for me and you

I wanna travel the world on a jet ski

Crawl around the north pole on my hands and kness

Rescue me my muse when I begin to freeze

U ever hear the story about the homeless guy?

He always had a thoughtful ear but couldn’t smile

Slaves suggest he get a job

I told him he was the son of God

 

◄ Salford

Manic Depressive ►

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