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Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Touched the string
I touched the string and the sound did hum
the song I sing of the glorified bum
the love and hope that young eyes see
gives more rope to left with me
I never thought along those lines
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Have fun and fail
Away
Life's a trip in New Mexico
Life with you
Loose hate and move
Something wants to bleed
My best advice is from podcasts
Are you that guy?
Goodnight
It's my karma
The lazy productive guy
I'm loosing expectations
The rich discouragement
The comedy con
From me
People found
No talk
I walk in
A lonesome sound
Here while you're away
The grin
Priceless love
Broken luck
No truth
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