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3d
twenty miles dark passage,
gulps of sore throat something,
Dusk cuts me up like a tv screen
that displays psychedelic vision.
Its so easy to blow and be brave
if unchained not like the depraved
And I miss that school daddy wave
and visits with friends in the country.
summer's breeze
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summer's breeze  M/My Room
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