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Who was it said? "who was it said" and when was it said do you know? Questions have been raised since the days when days were counted in Moons, monsoons ago. You might know who I am, a trier? take a rain check I'm a train wreck I know who I am. But who was L.B.J ? and where was he when the flags burned that day ? Turning away because we subconsciously do it don't want to see it or hear it, we fear it a natural response a human resource. Another walkabout around the roundabout to end up in the place I began you might know who I am, I am a universe in the mind of each man a star cluster a storm chaser that races through rain clouds a train wreck of a man on a stretcher stretching his neck to see beyond the beyond.
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Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
The Cripplegate friar
Who was it said? "who was it said" and when was it said do you know? Questions have been raised since the days when days were counted in Moons, monsoons ago. You might know who I am, a trier? take a rain check I'm a train wreck I know who I am. But who was L.B.J ? and where was he when the flags burned that day ? Turning away because we subconsciously do it don't want to see it or hear it, we fear it a natural response a human resource. Another walkabout around the roundabout to end up in the place I began you might know who I am, I am a universe in the mind of each man a star cluster a storm chaser that races through rain clouds a train wreck of a man on a stretcher stretching his neck to see beyond the beyond.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
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