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Jul 13
i woke today dreaming i
was writing a poem
what it was about i could nt
say..still it was better than the
one where i am on island s
urrounded by monsters or
when my guitar is stolen..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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