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Feb 2013
Clean once again...
Stale beer
Stale frustration
Washed off of me.
I guess I still hadn't learned
To wash my hands
After playing in the dirt
Love is one of those *****, messy things
Picks you up,
Throws you down
Swings.
Written by
Redshift  F
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   ---, Jerry and Harry J Baxter
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