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I smoke cigarettes my life's full of regrets But never that less I know that i'm blessed Even though i'm stressed I see the world at its best Speak to God before Taking steps I hope that I never forget My roots I hope that I stay true And never fall into the shoes of a fool A human with no beliefs is like pizza with no cheese Nature with no trees Open your eyes It's simple need no Degree!
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