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Mar 2011
Time passes on
Seconds share
Beats roll
Head shakes
Wondering
What next
I’m so curious to know.
Excited for the unplanned
This image I form my eyes are strange, tongue is twisted my head is on my neck.
How know to be human.
Give me a ride I’m a rock star, we are on the mission of midnight
Sugar coated but baby I like it on my face.
Oh yes I went there
Passionate, yes
It’s a backseat dare
Hold on to the fire where burning in this land
I don’t understand you
Impossible
I stubble
Gribble
Digging in my pockets.
Saturn
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Saturn
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