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Nov 2015
Me
I try to depress and
repress
my depressing
tendencies
They are tendrils in seas
and stormy in skies
lies about guys, and
grandmas who die.
Probably what I think about when driving 80 miles an hour down the road, with nothing on my mind but the pain I havent felt.
hollowings
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hollowings  21/Arizona
(21/Arizona)   
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