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Oct 2014
Bombs drop like fat gum-*****
Exploding and killing it all
And all the while, I eat my words
I feed, I feed, I feed

I talk and you can't hear me
Speaking on some other frequency
You mumble something weird
You see, you see the sea

In my heart and in my eyes
The changes aren't hard to see
I look up at dark grey skies
And I see, I see, I see
John
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John  28/M/New York
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