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Jan 2018
somewhat focused... yet alwayZ wrong... Climbing the walls...  Singing a song... Feel me reach... Wrists tightly bound... Tired of spinning round and round... The faster the spin ... The longer the daze... Hold out your hand... Head out of sand... suffering without breath... Begging to understand... If left alone... Future unknown... Help to bury... The demons that reside...
... Kelcee All
Kelcee All
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Kelcee All  Buffalo
(Buffalo)   
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   Medusa
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