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I think I am embedded in this tapestry I think that every thing I see Is outside of me I couldn’t be more wrong This mistaken view Is Oh so wrong How long will I carry on? The habits of an addict Are so ****** strong! Even though I know I grab the water as it falls I am like a baby with a ball I am the loom The wool and the weaver The giver and the receiver Sean Hunt
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Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 11:20 AM UTC
The Weaver
I think I am embedded in this tapestry I think that every thing I see Is outside of me I couldn’t be more wrong This mistaken view Is Oh so wrong How long will I carry on? The habits of an addict Are so ****** strong! Even though I know I grab the water as it falls I am like a baby with a ball I am the loom The wool and the weaver The giver and the receiver Sean Hunt
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Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 11:20 AM UTC
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