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No parachutes, down I fell
Into the hot pit of hell
Roasting up in everyday
On the queue to better days
Sadly, I am the laughing stock
But I do not give a single fuck!
Against all odds, with an aim
To have success, my name to claim
Under lit candles I bent my neck
Hoping the sky will give me a perk
But the blurred dark cloud extended
Turning lionhearted to an hen,
If you were me, what will you do
When legit fails to pay the dues.
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