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There is a man, for whom I have gained respect, for most he keeps the streets safe Within a circle holding hands tightly, his posse speaks the words of faith Pictures on the wall of those who lost hope, he prays for every one Chasing those in the mysteries of the night, or through the heat of the blazing sun A family man so loving, you can see it in his children’s eyes A sense of humour with his wife Beth, he can always get a rise Meth, crack, ice, or H, it's all garbage which leaves you in a fog But be warned, one day, and I am certain, you will have to face The Dog By Nick Sym
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