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I found -in the shadow of a Crane rigged and ready- that I couldn't help myself. Took a ladder to the huge sphere Of chipped and battered iron,   And threw one leg on either Side of the chain. Sang leaning and rocking Into the walkie talkie As my foreman spat his Coffee not to choke; laughing along With Swedes, Polish, Lithuanians And Norwegians alike. Miley. Bringing people Together.
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 2:08 AM UTC
...Like a Wrecking Ball
I found -in the shadow of a Crane rigged and ready- that I couldn't help myself. Took a ladder to the huge sphere Of chipped and battered iron,   And threw one leg on either Side of the chain. Sang leaning and rocking Into the walkie talkie As my foreman spat his Coffee not to choke; laughing along With Swedes, Polish, Lithuanians And Norwegians alike. Miley. Bringing people Together.
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 2:08 AM UTC
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