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Mar 2014
thinking of you
kept me up again
and i may be
dreaming myself
through
existence,

but when you
live in my brain
but don't sleep
in my arms,
i finally
understand
distance.
circus clown
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circus clown  TX
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   Grey Davidson and aphrodite
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