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Aug 2013
high sense from illusion
Past away few months ago
she left us
alone ourselves
in dream night
my unconscious be appear
firewood thief to drawn
blind and deep in debt
plot plot plot
light someday will come
you still maintain
fly in the face of mom
full moon  it's covered with stains
cry because youre still fully eyes and blind
dingy
grimy
murky
fully eyes and blind
Written by
malena calabria rinaldi  valencia
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