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every night this week we've had a warm meal and beer we all sleep under the roof dogs walking from room to room curled up on the couch watching the ceiling, chatter from my mouth or the others worrying about being taken away going home again, or back to the cancer cities of southern california music blares, echoes through empty hallways and rooms *** often but seldom heard taking pipes in the backyard tracking dirt and smoke in the house paw prints on tile floors
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 4:41 PM UTC
our shanty home
every night this week we've had a warm meal and beer we all sleep under the roof dogs walking from room to room curled up on the couch watching the ceiling, chatter from my mouth or the others worrying about being taken away going home again, or back to the cancer cities of southern california music blares, echoes through empty hallways and rooms *** often but seldom heard taking pipes in the backyard tracking dirt and smoke in the house paw prints on tile floors
coyote-siren
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coyote-siren
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 4:41 PM UTC
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