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Jan 2015
Anyways,

  Mentally lifting this dark blanket on top.
Going to start working at this non stop.
Only thing troubling me is my anger.
But Im grinding away at this like a sander.
Trying too hard to rhyme.
One day Ill get there,
            
   In due time.
The Star Room
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The Star Room  Somewhere
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   Azaria and Ariel Baptista
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