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Aug 2014
Pour one out for me,
I got lost in translation,
Old english is nothing new,
We have our own words now,
Dreamt in the four a.m confrontations,
morose in morning glory sun,
destined to bloom another day
Tupelo
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Tupelo  23/M/Maryland
(23/M/Maryland)   
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