Title says it. I'll start of:
I SIT and play as life goes by questioning fate and asking why? Why do some draw a useless card? Some others lives are so easy against their ace we draw a three
What us it that makes living hard?- Not By Me
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Does ur light fram yer winder break? Or dur yur mornin moon beams shine rly brigt? Oh Julit oh Julit where u at tho?