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Dec 2014
It's time to release this beast
**** this disease with a feast for the least
turn the keys that free the deceased
decrease the seething and increase the peace

oh no, my eyes start to glow, I got something to say and it's coming from my soul
so low, my whole starts to show, letting go of what I know and holding on to what I owe

I choose what's good for the goose
to bruise the losing and let the gander loose
tune the fuse and use the fruitful juice
truth coming through to loosen the noose
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
(54/M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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