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Jul 3
When I was last
I dreamed of being first

When I became first
I wished I was last

Those in the middle
looked left then right

Shook their heads in disbelief
And prayed with all their might

Who was it that was left
Who then was the right
South-by-Southwest
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South-by-Southwest  74/M/Birmingham , Alabama
(74/M/Birmingham , Alabama)   
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