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- wonder......................if the owner's got a d...
- a note to my old friends
- tapes and scattered paper lay on the floor
- girl got headphones on her shoulder
- ::::::::::::::::::the finger gripped *************...
- the looks are there, but his brain is gone
- the letter
- modern day mozarts' still die by candlelight and c...
- ____________________________drink a lot of wine......
- the poem is really in the rap, baby...
- SCHOOL BUS (re) TIRE
- she feeds me
- the minute you give up on the dream is when they k...
- I found a new muse and she has my left eyeball in ...
- LOOK GIRLYOU CAN'T SHOW YR SMILEYOU MUST REMAIN W/...
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- I'm on my way...to the place wherelegends are immo...
- my day...
- fell
- does panning really work?
- the mission of prayer
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