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Aug 2011
we danced ......free!
we healed and were healed
sepulski and me!

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(even joyce and beth were there!)
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days came !
filled with the crime of greed!
who fell ?
who died?
ALL THE CHILDREN ON THOSE STREETS
stole from sepulski and me
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the "master" fled to the golden hills!
the "saints"
turned in the feathers and war paint
for white underwear!
and left
poor sepulski
and me
on the ****** streets
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(even joyce and beth were there!)
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even you were there!
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you aint no more but you dont care
i doubt you dare remember a thing
Written by
jeffrey robin
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