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Jan 2016
I'd walk to you if I could
I'd wear down my heels until I'd bleed
I'd tear down mountains in my wake

Lover lost in the past
If I could just eat your laugh
I would never need food again
Nor would I fear starvation and death
For my life would be wholesome
and succulent.
Life's a Beach
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Life's a Beach
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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