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Feb 2019
Speakers jumping
To the thoughts in my head
Producing emotion
Throughout the land

I was down but i lifted my head
Looked at the sun
With his plasma dreads
He said to me
No need to be sad

So i picked myself up
And kept playing those jams
Now my spirit lives without dread
Dominic Miles Crowl
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Dominic Miles Crowl  17/M/Pennsylvania
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