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Apr 2018
Trance state and calling
Why I pain my own flesh
Why I excruciate each thought.
Who am I reacting to but myself
Do you want to give me my release
Or am I just here for you.
Some days I feel hung
Others not so
And then in that
I taste selfish on my tongue
Can I realize my pain for what it is?
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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     Me Díaz
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