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| I live in a war-torn country man. I'm not talking a brief period of conflict, I'm talking heavy fire every day of my life. I've read about picnics and days at the beach; relaxation in a state of true peace and calm. But, this is my moment of peace, when the rebels are drunk and momentarily out of ammunition. |
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Aint Nuthin' But a Thang
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