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Jan 2014
Little light around,
and this highways empty sound,
is playing with the tune in a way,
that makes it start to seem real,
I really don't know what to feel,
but the mountains are off in the distance reasoning with my new day,
but Bob Dylan is singing to me, "a simple twist of fate"
I can't help but smile.
Written in a hazy sleepy state on a bus
The Masked Sleepyz
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The Masked Sleepyz  Honolulu, HI
(Honolulu, HI)   
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