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Jul 2016
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Angel ragged

Alleys are full of children

Urchin children fill the alleyways

Tears ?

Who knows ?

We just do

As they say





Was a boy like me

Died at 13

Reborn in the mist of the moon feast
On the mountain




She

Opened her heart and

Saw the world as intended to be seen

Soft breasted girl

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We come

We sing

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Written by
Jeffrey Robin  Yuba city. Cal
(Yuba city. Cal)   
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