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Jun 2013
I can't make my voice sound as yours.
I can't lower my timbre or slow my pace.
I can't move girls to lust nor make them love.
But, I can make the lonely laugh.
So, we both have our niche.
My question is:
Can we switch
for awhile?
Michael Holderreed
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Michael Holderreed  Portland, OR
(Portland, OR)   
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