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56' Car crash memory

I built a bar with Jackson Pollock he gave me lemons, and we built skyward with the salt of the earth, drank with God. He is a devil when he's drunk. So be my front tooth, sing lisped with me, for what its worth.

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Published: Aug 9, 2011
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