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Jan 2018
Tried to play with love like a kid would play with toys but I ended up smashing it together and made a bunch of noise.

So I thought I'd play with words and let my mind rejoice but the preacher came and told me that he didn't like my voice.

So I laid in the grass and stretched my hand up to the stars, but an astronmner came and told that they where just to far.

What's the truth for me what's the truth for you some say that questions hard but ask a magician what's the truth and they'll tell you pick a card.
Dominique Arnold
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Dominique Arnold  Arizona
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