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Life is a series of little deaths out of which life always returns.
Charles Feidelson
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  • Bleed a man that plot against me,God forgive me/ My enemies die in the street an my heat is empty/ Coincidentaly, the same fate was meant for me/ My ak's my lawyer when it's on it represent for me.
  • My sleep is interrupted by food on the stove/ Not gun shots we immune to those.