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See AllRemembrance They come and go, Time and time again, No matter what I do, I always lose a friend. Through deserts and tundras, Snow and rain, I feel the blood throughout my heart leak from out my veins.
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Is Our Philadelphia Really OUR Philadelphia Laila Johnson North, South, East, West We are all from Philly But we try to see who’s got it the best What y’all don’t understand Is that we all are oppress
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