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            blockquote
  -            | I can mingle with the stars and throw a party on Mars,
  -            br
  -            | I am a prisoner, locked up behind Xanax bars.
  -            cite Lil Wayne "I Feel Like Dying"
  +            | I know how it feels to wake up fucked up
  +            br
  +            | Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
  +            br
  +            | People look at you like you’s the user
  +            br
  +            | Selling drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
  +            br
  +            | But they don’t know about the stress-filled day…
  +            br
  +            | Baby on the way, mad bills to pay
  +            br
  +            | That’s why you drink Tanqueray
  +            br
  +            | So you can reminisce and wish
  +            br
  +            | You wasn’t living so devilish, shit
  +            cite The Notorious B.I.G. on "Everyday Struggles"
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positive.code:          h2 1.
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           blockquote
              | I can mingle with the stars and throw a party on Mars,
              br
              | I am a prisoner, locked up behind Xanax bars.
              cite Lil Wayne "I Feel Like Dying"
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           h2 3.
        .col-md-6
           blockquote
              | And I'm not sure why I'm infatuated with death
              br
              | My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats…
              br
              | Maybe cause I'm a dreamer and sleep is the cousin of death
              br
              | Really stuck in the scheme of wondering when I'mma rest
              cite Kendrink Lamar on "Sing About Me, I'm Dying of Thirst"
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