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Dec 2010
My mind is open.
See what is, my brain.
It's the purest form,
of all which I contain.
Crack open my skull,
With objects blunt, or dull.
Expose my mind, than take it all.
Elemenohp
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Elemenohp  Calgary
(Calgary)   
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