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My method sentimental Bold is my mood Surely with light I must improve I throw my self into a haze In a mythical daze Of rhythmic cortexes A phased phrase I run for a day With the dreams I cast truths away My method sentimental Bold is my mood Surely with light I must improve
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Feb 9, 2010
Feb 9, 2010 at 4:13 PM UTC
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My method sentimental Bold is my mood Surely with light I must improve I throw my self into a haze In a mythical daze Of rhythmic cortexes A phased phrase I run for a day With the dreams I cast truths away My method sentimental Bold is my mood Surely with light I must improve
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Feb 9, 2010
Feb 9, 2010 at 4:13 PM UTC
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