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Aug 2012
I dragged my bleeding feet along the beach

The ocean washed over me

and I brought more salt along

in my pocket

for a little extra pain.

I just can’t get enough.

I just can’t get enough.

I’m all by myself

and boy,

I sure can hurt.
J Klein
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J Klein
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