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Tommorrow I'll be gone I don't know when I'll be back
But in this world everything can change just like that

The answer to the question that we all seek, can be found depend on how free y'all think. Right now it's somebody who ain't eat all week, that would kill for the shit that you throw away in the street.
I guess ones mans trash is the next mans treaure, one mans pain is the next mans pleasure, one say infinity the next say forever