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Jan 2019
I got, I got the time
Hanging over my head.
Random lefts and rights,
Im gone, im going nowhere.
Stop signs and no ways
Filled with lead like a moonscape.
From the live wire
Into the great escape.
Matt Sol
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Matt Sol
201
   Juneau
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