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Too many followers checking up on me noone seems to just let me be in my zone all alone I run with a pack now on my phone lone wolf no more walking from store to store to fill a hole I can't restore at anytime I'm triggered more can you believe the stories I tell ? or will they send me off to hell? I'm just open and blowing off steam I used to have a dream team P.I.C partners in crime where can they be ? Oh yes I stress one was shot at a hotel other one has simply fell off the face of the earth and won't reach out I'm simply cursed of having no friends who stick around as long as I got me then I'm safe and sound .
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