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Feb 2013
With the unrelenting sorrow that
the world feels for me; I wonder if I'm suppose
to be in a trance or should I be electric?
The sounds of silence are too strong.
I wonder if this is reality or just
sorrow.
I was listening to too much Hendrix oh god.
Matt Holt
Written by
Matt Holt  Portland
(Portland)   
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