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Sep 2014
So the response to my confessions
are how losers spoke to me
ten years ago?
I admit a mistake
and the head cases
look up but talk down.
Suppose it is not worth it anymore
to say what we need?
Don't bother making me look bad.
It is my job to be naive.
So Im done with them all now and forever.
And this conversation
is over.
Luna Casablanca
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Luna Casablanca
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   Mike Essig
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