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4d
Daunting Lamb
Will you never bathe
Halting cram having always saved
Why in books lettering goes
No city to fill
No money to spill
What key am I


For David Brooks

First run, Common
The People

I run huh?

15 years shift fifty a gear
Over and all time
Cards won't weep
To heavy in her cheek
Now cheeky thorpes my nero
Last blast we sat in t rolls class
Lil brothers to mucho to mass

Tara loud about me to my whole room
I continue schools

I'm bring, less
Prima Donna
Do your engine

3 years ago I paused
Took a walk away
To begin song
A satin bellflower consented to defeat
Wearing the cleave down to no mad feet
Written by
kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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