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I am 18


I am eighteen And I have seen it all And to tell you the truth I am tired of it all Black or White Gay or straight Fat or skinny They wear a mask to lift up the weight. I am eighteen And I am still in school And as you can see Others are out there acting like a fool Roses are red Violets are blue Wait! They do not know about Love Violence is the clue. I am eigtheen And I want to help I want to make a change I want to land a hand And bring back the health. Help the homeless Feed the needy Advice the hopeless And tell them not to be greedy. You do not know me But I want to guarantee you That I am eighteen And all I want to do is to make the world best for you.
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