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Apr 2013
We* are bold but yet so cold,
         Live and die.
         Move on don't lie ...
         Fear no fate of you're to late
While I stay you would not wait.
In your thaughts felt so scarce,
Left behind in a lonely place
with left grace into my place I'm my light
dark in the fright.
Arrywill keepya smilin
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Arrywill keepya smilin  Medford Oregon,
(Medford Oregon,)   
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