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Jan 2017
My weapon is our memory
Is a  language of the undead
Alive
To the tuning base
And the clock ticks to
Midnight as
We kiss
King Panda
Written by
King Panda  27/Denver, CO
(27/Denver, CO)   
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   ryn and Bethany G Blicq
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