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Apr 2014
Yeah these words flow through me now

Now they fall off my fingers like shedding skin

Get caught in my throat and fall back down through my neck

When I try to say them

So they ferment in my soul
Stephen
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Stephen  Louisville, KY
(Louisville, KY)   
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