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“Shopping”

There r sales @ da mall.
My sisterz went crazii.
Fighting ov3r piecez of clothing.
A shrt for a dollar my mothr cryd.
Jeans dat were half off my sistr died.
10 bagz of clothing I have 2 carry.
Thnk god I wore sneakrs my legz were crampin.
Now wen there r salez I lock myslf in my room.
Not wantin 2 b another victim of my sistr’s obsessions w/shoes.





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