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teresa-grace
American
In mornings break realization waits. Collective thought streaming purpose and projections…
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Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 7:13 PM UTC
After the night
Once the damage has been done Only takes one to run **** that gun son you musta been Getting high cause it's begun Irony is where I learned to see Only one stunting my growth was me Quit lingering on what could be Get out of the third degree Stock up on knowledge it's free Until then I'm spending my time by the sea..
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Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 7:06 PM UTC
Since the body breaks down
If having a good time is considered Not working, I'd rather not work. Do not classify work as some dreaded war. Work is what we are, Fully functioning to the core. I'd rather see with crisp vision Vivid color and precision. Sustain that thought as long as I'm living.
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Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 6:02 PM UTC
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