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Sometimes i walk alone drink alone
raise my glass up high to the sky
even though i gotta think alone
so many ways to make the weaker strong
but the hardest one to own is the one i call my own
have another shot another poem
find another one ot call my own
the shell will crack as the seed is grown
and then with practice the beat is known
send a little money home and learn was is gone...

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