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May 2015
How far out of the loop
constitutes
Having fallen out of the group?...
And they hope you don't follow
Crawling shout I CAN'T COPE
With the laces in bows tying you to the roots
Tighter knots as kick pitiful aimlessness dilutes
We all know you come from your frantic disputes
Nobody believes when heat rises, it droops
But I do, and I do, and I do, and the loop
Atypnoc
Written by
Atypnoc  Richland
(Richland)   
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   Sam August, --- and ---
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