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Nov 2015
Some live to remember
some live to forget
I'm just livin to see what's next
maybe somewhere out there
there's something to fill this emptiness

'Cause he sleeps with angels now
once you're gone you can't come back
I wonder if he ever thought
he'd be outta the blue and into the black?

Live fast, and die young
'cause rust never sleeps
no, it drives about 180
to a place we can't yet see
Bellis Tart
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Bellis Tart
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   Peter Robert Hamilton, Steele and ---
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