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Text: First thing's first Imma say all the words inside my head. I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been oh, the way that things have been oh. I was broken from a young age taking my sulking to the masses, writing my poems for the few, who look to me took to me shook to me feeling me singing from heartache from the pain... Seeing the beauty through the pain. Each paragraph will be a test.

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