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Jul 2011
the day begins at the middle of the night.
i am not paying attention to the clock.
i am the one who takes the ticking,
the pulsing underneath every part of this moment.
i am listening and i am not listening,
because its something i am feeling all over.
Kiddo
Written by
Kiddo  Berlin
(Berlin)   
635
   Taylor St Onge and Emily Jane
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