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I was starving so You gave me bread, it was delicious But soon it lost taste I took a shower the water was burning hot I stood and it went cold the rain is vibrant washing away the thick dirt but the ground flooded what we have is grand golden touch and laughs for days but I feel it ending All I hear on the radio nowadays, is my voice telling me there is something better
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
the washing machine is broken
I was starving so You gave me bread, it was delicious But soon it lost taste I took a shower the water was burning hot I stood and it went cold the rain is vibrant washing away the thick dirt but the ground flooded what we have is grand golden touch and laughs for days but I feel it ending All I hear on the radio nowadays, is my voice telling me there is something better
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
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