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Jan 2014
AS I SIT AWAKE IN MY BED LATE NIGHT IN WONDER I WATCH THE CEILING PLAY OUT MY IMAGINATIONS PAINTING HARD IMAGES AND WATCHING THEM PLUNDER
IT'S ONLY IN MY HEAD BUT IT FEELS SO REAL

DRASTIC MEASURE "Pause"
My boots are made of steel
WALKING ALONG THE RIVER HOPING I WILL BECOME LIKE IT ONE DAY NON STOP FLOWING IM IN TRAINING TO DRILL THEN I WOKE UP AND IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD I NEEDED CHANGE DEARLY MY LIFE iS IN MY BED
TATIAUNA LADOS
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TATIAUNA LADOS  North Chicago
(North Chicago)   
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   Emily Tyler and AJ
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