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Apr 2014
STUCK SOMEWHERE BETWEEN
            I'M THE WIND IN THE TREES,
            SHH SILENT AND SHH,
            RESILIENT; YOU CAN'T, DON'T
            EVEN TRY, TO TOUCH ME
AND
            THE GUM STUCK TO THE
            PAVEMENT BELOW YOUR
            FEET IS NOTHING COMPARED
            TO HOW CRUSHED YOU KEEP
            ME
sabrina
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sabrina  the mountains
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