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when we startedit was a messno structureuntruthfulnessit was bound to unravelhit the truth lighton some hurtful levelit was bound to fall apartfrom the lies the secrets
I am from beautiful Hawai’i nei, A place that keeps people here to stay. From beautiful beaches to multi-races; A land I was born in with features of my descendant’s faces. Raised on Hawaiian food,
Rushing through my spine Spreading throughout my mindChills that left me coldFreezing every time
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