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Mar 2015
It's not that there's nothing to say, it's that there's to much to yell.
And all these words are stirred up by emotion, which probably means they aren't at all accurate.

In my dreams my scars have taken the form of tattoos and vice versa.
If you could tell me what that means well you’d be entitled to whatever my rest is worth.
I'll come back around to this one day.
David T Carratola
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David T Carratola
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