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Feb 2015
I am a strange boy,
Who nobody ever knew,
Nearly a ghost in shadow,
And talk to me they never do.
Yet as i grew i became myself,
I don't need you or anyone else.
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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   Virginia S and Brianne
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