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MY PLACE

Right now I’m sort of lost. I’m confused as to how far you can worry about a friend and actually do something about it. What’s the line that you don’t cross? Do you have the right to get mad if your advice is not heeded?

I find myself in this position a lot these days. I don’t feel good about it either. After anger I usually feel regret about the actions I took. It’s their life after all; in the end it’s really up to that person to do what is right. So what is my place?

TITLE: MY PLACE - NELLY (FEATURING JAHEIM)

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“MY PLACE”
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