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people may hit, people my talk, people my throw a fit, people may walk, but when they do, you know it's true, that not everybody's nice, running around like little mice, that when they talk, and when they walk, deep inside, they want to hide, from the hurt, on their shirt, and when their pride, goes goodbye, they turn to anger, and become a danger, in the eyes, of many lives.
