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2006-05-09 | 12:08 a.m.
The people on my block, they float when they walk 3 inches above the ground. Their own praises they'll sing when their cell phones ring and they make important sounds. Wilst the cable tele pours through open eyes and open doors it molds the fashioned lives. And glorious celebrities preach to the masses fleas their gawdy, wealthy lies. I taste the riot and protest I try on the pop bitterness but it is vanity to me. I cannot sit to rightly pretend that for one second I could fit in and sound importantly.
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