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Aug 2015
Here we are, in the city streets
Following through in the vague descend
I am the skewer that has come too late
Here in the void fleeing the cave

I wish you could hear me now, I've got a lot to tell
But I'm too stale
Leonides German Benavides
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Leonides German Benavides  Milwaukee
(Milwaukee)   
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