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May 2014
Do you ever feel like your floating in a existence With no course? Like just floating as if your adrift in the sea. Lost in an ocean made of space. Waiting on the day to find land Or some ship that comes upon the  horizon. Some of us find our land, Others find a ship. Whatever you find Rejoice for you are saved. Me? I am floating and will be for the rest of my days.
Mr Mojo Risin
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Mr Mojo Risin  Edinburgh
(Edinburgh)   
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