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She was going on About something, But the metaphor Wasn't universal. Not like, The funeral was as sombre as Cohen. When I heard, ... blah, blah, yada, yada, My attention span snapped, Started thinking about those born With a golden voice.
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:51 PM UTC
Born With a Golden Voice
She was going on About something, But the metaphor Wasn't universal. Not like, The funeral was as sombre as Cohen. When I heard, ... blah, blah, yada, yada, My attention span snapped, Started thinking about those born With a golden voice.
Tip of the fedora to L. Cohen
francie-lynch
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 3:51 PM UTC
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