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May 2016
I think I may be dead,
or dreaming..
there's nothing new,
nothing different..
always trying to forget the feeling
of remembering why I left before
unable to rise from slumber
lack of love it keeps me under
leaving me forever wanting more
Randy Lee
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Randy Lee  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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     Karen
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