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  • We're real enough to kill. We're real enough to feel. We're real enough to know... Nothings real when the realest of the real couldn't give a fuck the kids who wish they were real. We've given up on them. We've given up on ourselves. We stand there,we watch. We watch them die. Our soals slowly wilt away We watch in pain never saying never doing a thing. We say we want to help we say this as we watch them die with a bitter yelp.
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