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Dec 2014
Some people are blind in this world, others see gold, some only do of what half there told, others in a way seem kinda gay, the words we use it's like a play, we fake, we act, we love unintentionally, we laugh, we sing of memories we bring. Our cups and plates are all so full we stare outside broken windows.
Written by
G J O'Brien  Small Town in Mississippi
(Small Town in Mississippi)   
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