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Nothing he wouldn't give.

The man in the gutter
Was a window cutter
Who sadly lost his way
Sleeps in the streets
No bills he could pay
Alone and cold
His fortune unfolds
He's lost his will to live

To trade places
with another man
Nothing he wouldn't give
to change his ways.

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Ricardo Antonio...

Short and to the point. Sometimes volumes are expressed this way.

I like it .. .  

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you Ricardo, means alot coming from you, thanks heaps for support, love to you nardine xoxo

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