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I don't shine like the stars I'm not a diamond in the rough I am the rough patch, the fleeting enigma of this painfully current squeaky-clean suburban world This is hardly glory But my soul is celestial I have ink blotted dreams in my heart Words and prose in my mind And your name waiting on my tongue
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 3:12 PM UTC
This Is Hardly Glory
I don't shine like the stars I'm not a diamond in the rough I am the rough patch, the fleeting enigma of this painfully current squeaky-clean suburban world This is hardly glory But my soul is celestial I have ink blotted dreams in my heart Words and prose in my mind And your name waiting on my tongue
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 3:12 PM UTC
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