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Feb 2015
phaze

storm clouds rain down
hounds on heels confound
dark shrouds compound
my Lenore my bore my Love my manure
four score and seven floors up
look for an open door
and the advent of time, clocks, watches, and sunrises
drives to pull daisies

Push Pull Push Pull

forces a man crazy
whatever drive me ms. daisy
im way
way
laz
y

off a cliff we will drive me and you baby
ill be hazy you’ll be crazy
B Young
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B Young  Philly endlesswanderjahr
(Philly endlesswanderjahr)   
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