what's going on with the world,
anyway,
in the end,
does it matter?
all of this mad craze?
and the small things we bicker of,
things that no one,
will win in the end,
becase everyone one knows,
you cannot convince a true friend,
you wanna fight,
for your right,
be this big tough guy,
the only tough ones,
are the ones that step away,
my rule of thumb,
my happy day.
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