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Nov 2014
There is no room for anything else
I've tried to fill space with outside things
But the void has pushed them aside
Made sure not to come second to anything
It's gotten hold of my last wit
And I can no longer tell up from down
melodie foley
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melodie foley  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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