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Aug 2023
JOY
All these demons fiending for some redemption
But I'm thinking they just want some attention

That won't cut it so I cut it up on the dance floor
Cut it up cut it up snow white runs out the door

Been up a day, no we've been up for days
From suns first ray until stars escape the skies

Feels like its all overrated but its just all overdue who knew
Hearts aerated fillin gaps with the same old but act like its new

Someone asked me for the time so I gave them the time of their lives
Fancy umbrellas witha side of lime lets drink to our many vices

For us there is no boring ending to all this partying
Just a constant tightrope walking and death defying
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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     Rob Rutledge, Ryan and Eshwara Prasad
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