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Kendallville

You took me from my paradice.
My hometown.
You and your cigarette buds.
You lavish meth heads and alcholics.
You didn't need my religious ears.
You wanted some candy with your communion.
You robbed me of my paradice.
You wanted to live a normal family life.

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