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Jan 2014
We are controlled by
The Lights

The City
filled with potential radiation
these lights point us in the directionΒ Β 
of our sins we won't regret

The Country
star lights blaze through our minds
night after sleepless night
waking us from our drunken slumber
reminding us of the purity we once had
Written by
Joanna Grace
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