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Jun 26
Everyday I lay new slabs, stoops, and stairs

I see my brothers tagger and toil

hoping they'll sacrifice enough just to give their families what little they can

My youth withering at the sight of their decay

A man's home being destroyed while we build one anew

It is our foundation
morallygray
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morallygray  M/Ohio.
(M/Ohio.)   
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