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Jan 2013
she... she left me callous and cold, ripped raw and alone, ....you...you spoke radio wave words that embedded themselves in my skin, took time to sink and burrow in, I, I made promises that shuffled into the sketched edge skyline, my lifeline, I, screamed promises at God.
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
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