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Apr 2015
Please tell me when it kicks in.
This captivating rhythm.
Made of gold and motivation.

This pathetic degree.
Though, I gotta bury it.
Written by
Casaria NightShade  Not tellin' you, stalker.
(Not tellin' you, stalker.)   
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   Cecil Miller
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