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Feb 13
I see the nest you made

I say farewell to the
ups , downs , and the degrees . . . those ****** degrees

I just can't remember who to send them to

There's dust on the eyes
of the dreamers

Ripples on the water from the skipping ****** dreams

Still the thoughts
hold on to everything

. . . and nothing

Set my wings free
South-by-Southwest
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South-by-Southwest  74/M/Birmingham , Alabama
(74/M/Birmingham , Alabama)   
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