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curveballs the world throws fast pitches in rotten over grown ditches never known cotton stitches the earth is crass hot and bitches for a better way a better day for those around never surround yourself with those that pitch fits dig metaphorical ditches simile like riches just know that when the stitches are removed and the ditches are filled that i will still be the same ol' bitch i've always been look to me sense the conformity slipping through the minority and know that i am true to my word...above all else and everything...know that i'd rather see you happy far before and long before me...