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Nov 2016
walking across the stage in adderall brain
they're pulling off my fingers and I'm spitting up sounds
it's dark pastels and Pisces Syndrom
you can't hear me but you're blood orange baby
like night-time sunshine

I feel your frequency and its the only thing keeping me
Mia Wallace
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Mia Wallace  California
(California)   
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   Dana Colgan
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