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Feb 2019
Let me lie underneath the pines
And settle out my things
They bounce around
Up and down
Trying to **** me
And as i let them attack
I sink further into the grass
And try to become the same
We are all dirt
And that is what we are worth
So just let me sink.
Dominic Miles Crowl
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Dominic Miles Crowl  17/M/Pennsylvania
(17/M/Pennsylvania)   
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