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Jan 2015
Going Out
After I make my way home
I have that feeling:
I don't want to go out anymore
Can't I just stay here like this?
Why does the weekend
Always come again
And draw me in
With its promises?
Some Person
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Some Person  Midwest
(Midwest)   
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   Alyssa Rose and ---
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