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From one of thirty six, to forty six thousand six hundred fifty six. Snake eyes in three, nearly impossible to see.   Not all is controlled by some self, Life is full of numbers,
Dear Class of 2018, High School is supposed to be the best years of your life. I hope that’s not true.
dreams. path. future. past i find these things don't always last  pain. promise. people. places  surrounded by unfamiler faces  another world, oh God's heaven  different eyes, didn't feel i could win 
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