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There's a city
Not that pretty
Some peeps be like "thats a pity"
But it's lit
Every bit
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I am intelligent and wiseI wonder when yesterday will endI hear systematic voicesI See nothing with my eyes
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In eighteen eighty-seven, a thread was spun,
A mill was born in Fort Mill’s hands.
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My best friend, the only one that has been always there for me. Through my happiness and sadness, she was always there.
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