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Dec 2013
I think about packing my clothes in a guitar case,
drinking enough cans of some energy drink to not **** me ,
                               and catching the first bird outta here.

"Fly me into the open mouth of the horizon
And let it swallow me whole until I become nothing,
                               Maybe then i'll be smiling".

What a **** joke.
2013. This could be the start of some new writing thing. A story? Eh, I don't know.
Chris T
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Chris T
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