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As you sell your soul and sow your seeds, and you wound yourself and your loved ones bleed. And your habits grow and your conscience feeds, on all that you thought you should be.
Don McLean
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Don McLean
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: October 2
Composer
Guitarist
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Singer-Songwriter
Songwriter
New Rochelle
New York
Donald McLean III
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