Back then, before,
Not sure I knew who you were,
This happened,
Like that,
And all the mother's children we're down.
What a sound.
That clapping? Deafening.
Those colors bitches were presenting?
Just Glorious. Shit made the spine tingle.
Just a little sad we have to use the past tense.
But we do. Because it's true, my friend.
This is something that happened.
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