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Jan 2016
Sitting around all day drinking without a soul to touch
I've been sitting here spinning and thinking that my last drink was too much
Roaming around the house looking for friends that I can't find
I've been going to and from getting lost in the maze that is my mind
I've been crawling around the floor soaking up all the dirt and grime
AK93
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AK93  24/M/United States
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