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Apr 2013
I don't know how I can explain things to you.
They are twisting and flowing through my mind.
They move so fast I cannot grasp them.
The ideas.
I feel them. They bring to me every emotion.
I have ideas, I wish I could explain to you,
But even I, their creator, cannot even explain the whirlwind of my imagination.
Lo
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Lo  MURICA
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