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132 five 67 nine 10

I don't know if

                

                   what a terrible mundane

 

We can't go with

 

                   don't talk to me about staying sane

 

Please don't guard shift

 

                  you really don't grasp my brain

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antoinette-christensen
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Apr 19, 2011
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