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walking streets (the ONE EYE *********** is joy) HAIGHT-ASHBURY everything dies (but not death, my friend) sitting, standing walking on BREATHE deeply and only LIVE (tommorrow will come if you bring her on in)
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Jun 19, 2010
Jun 19, 2010 at 3:26 PM UTC
once i was a hippie but now i am gone
walking streets (the ONE EYE *********** is joy) HAIGHT-ASHBURY everything dies (but not death, my friend) sitting, standing walking on BREATHE deeply and only LIVE (tommorrow will come if you bring her on in)
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Jun 19, 2010
Jun 19, 2010 at 3:26 PM UTC
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