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Jun 2013
song caught in my throat that I want to let out  if I don't get it out it will take over me soft center building up with blue fire notes set to come with joy pain in ear when freed notes born on paper with struggle not to be messed with, come out whole or not at all truth sliding to home base
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victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
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