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Mar 2018
Thought provocing thought
And endless desire.
Something fell from the sky line
And into my lap
But I wasn't sure what to do with it.
And when it slipped through my fingers and into the dirt
I knew it was burrowing to the core
Of what we all fear.
And we refuse the love we crave
And we secretly hope for pain
But I want to accept you.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
(122/East Of EDEN)   
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   Shobhit
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