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Statisticians calculating my mental processes – never!

In that case they should prepare for the reverse of their endeavor.

Life is hard like a rock with a bulletproof vest on

And mounted behind three shields

Made of steel and the body parts of Jesus.

Life is hell,, I live it and I give it

You would think that when I dish it I would say or think “good riddance”

But that case it isn’t.

I love pain deeply.

As it comes my way I resent it

But once it’s cemented I perfect it

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