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Just a typical kid, snatched from the grasp of his teen age years. Uprooted by the terrible reality of life around him and the trivial pursuit of everyday happiness. As he sits staring out the window, a porthole to the sea of activity that is the city below him, he wonders... What am i
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They took your life apart, and called your failures art.
But they won't know until tomorrow.
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