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I moved out of St. Pete up towards Clearwater when I was around 14 (I'm 20 now.) My neighborhood was nowhere near as bad as some others, but it was still pretty bad. We used to go to the MLK parades every year until 1 year they decided to start shooting and going crazy. Ever since then we haven't gone back.
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From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I clutch
Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck
I got touched by a hazy shaded, God help me change
Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins
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