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Aug 2021
“In the end, you're free to be the sum of all your failures
Or turn it inside out to meet the final narrative
I'm alright, but not at all
Kind of hate it
A lovely piece of wood that won't get used, so it gets wasted
And maybe I could make a decent dollar selling t-shirts
Or quit it all and take an easy dollar from your church”
I know, I know what do I know?
Listen to All Get Out
Johnny Dust
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     Kelly, Vanessa Gatley and Fawn
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