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Aug 2013
nothing but a dream
taking
scarring
capturing
everything that i am
i will take and leave and drink
i will hold my state and continue
i will do
as i want to
i will continue
like the frequency of a horn
carrying through this air
until the sound finally dies
on the ears of an impretionable boy
ready to take on all this thing has to offer
Max Petersen
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