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I have been a therapist, and I've been therapied The brightest and the best Have had a go at me It hurt like hell, I tried to hide, I wouldn't run away The truth would out, for all to see, All to see, but me I learned to face my fear, Be more honest, and more brave I played a silly game You see there was no face to save We're mistaken and mislead Down the twisted garden path With the weather and the leather To the bitter Grapes of Wrath From the poisoned pedagogy We recover one fine day Our long suffering Tsunami   Will finish like a play Sean Hunt (Sierra de Gredos mountains,  Spain...2015?)
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
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I have been a therapist, and I've been therapied The brightest and the best Have had a go at me It hurt like hell, I tried to hide, I wouldn't run away The truth would out, for all to see, All to see, but me I learned to face my fear, Be more honest, and more brave I played a silly game You see there was no face to save We're mistaken and mislead Down the twisted garden path With the weather and the leather To the bitter Grapes of Wrath From the poisoned pedagogy We recover one fine day Our long suffering Tsunami   Will finish like a play Sean Hunt (Sierra de Gredos mountains,  Spain...2015?)
.....a true 'story'
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
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