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Jul 2010
Some period periodical
Trying to eliminate those free radicals.
She asked me the color of my eyes
I said blue, laughed then walked away.
All the hang ups
Old room mates
Late night calls asking the wrong name
Only to hang up at hello
Its alright
Its never anyone i want to talk to
Those people know not to call
Written by
Ken Sheetz
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