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he old guy he die he old guy who once sat in the sun he had a cocker spaniel who sat in the sun and soothed like custard the old guy both die he lived for plays drama actors many entrances and exits now where he be in the not to be spotted only by our mind's bright light
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 1:16 AM UTC
OLD GUY--A Stagehand's Dirge (In Memory of Tom Hill)
he old guy he die he old guy who once sat in the sun he had a cocker spaniel who sat in the sun and soothed like custard the old guy both die he lived for plays drama actors many entrances and exits now where he be in the not to be spotted only by our mind's bright light
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Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 1:16 AM UTC
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