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May 2015
Wake up groaning hungover
World piercing my skull
Can't seem to stretch out

****** huge broken down truck
Blocks my view
She was a ***** in heat (ol yellr)

I put her down like the ******* ****
That she pretended not to be
Rather be celibate now
Narcotics make me sick
But people, people are obscene
Duke Thompson
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Duke Thompson  Above the clouds
(Above the clouds)   
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   --- and Hamad
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