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Jan 2013
the transit authority borrowed her bones
some friend, took her body and broke it again
scripted out, i met a lady who i was supposed to know
cause we all had to talk before we could go
mumbling, dribbling coffee chins, whispering hows and where they've been
her voice was booming, but unrecognizable, she looked the same
apparently hadn't told us her real name
maybe it was the accident scrambling her brain
but it was all just words that make you wonder
what will the "transit authority" take from me?
movement
Jake Spacey
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Jake Spacey  Louisville
(Louisville)   
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