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May 2017
began the day  
with a lick of sleep
the crust of last night on my lips
Rush songs playing still
grabbed my Olde English I had
not finished in last night's
session
pushed the
volume all the way up
got down to Bizness
ag'in
wordvango
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wordvango
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