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Aug 2016
the truth is
we are all children
playing dress up
paying for our
futures
with plastic money
eating Playdoh
beliveing
it's chicken soup

hoping for it
to make us feel



*better
unless that is
you can feel the earth beneath your feet as it moves
and the lost soul next to you

make love
not believe
Little Bear
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Little Bear
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