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Fortune Park
11 May, 2004
Author: Ben Franklin

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You look down your nose at me,
yet i stand taller then you,
we live such different lifes,
but you have not a clue.

I know one thing,
you couldnt walk in our shoes,

and your the people that live in Fortune park,
where the sun always shines and it never grows dark.

You cast your stones at us,
but when one pathetic problem occurs you kick up a major fuss,

and your the people that live in fortune park,
where the sun always shines and it never grows dark.

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