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Jul 2013
Never did we see eye to eye because your eyes were wide shut.
You never completed me, so I invested in lotion for palm reading.
The bank account was limited due to you and your two cents.
You wanted space and NASA wasn't excepting applications.
Hope your journey leads to a dead end and brick walls made of ice.
You are cold baby, so cold.
Fred Kinard
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Fred Kinard
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