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May 2015
The days are numbered
It feels all the same
Why all the busyness
Just driving me insane
Can't escape the illusion
Of wandering days
Time runs deep
And then slips away
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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