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Feb 2015
soaring through the moon trying to see something new, the dreams are real so I tried to seal the deal but the water was boiling over,I couldn't do the deed I was too busy smoking **** trying to relax my state of mind so I wouldn't end up like the other kind, trying to fight the lies I couldn't hold my breath any longer I needed to say what was meant to be said but they were not ready throwing me across the galaxy, gravity had its way with me I couldn't control the motions, it was not me it took control and casted me out where they wanted me to be.
shelbi ann taylor
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shelbi ann taylor  morton washington
(morton washington)   
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