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sits, back unarched, i'm craving a little carving out of the senses, running thorugh fugazi track listings and remembering a few things i lost on the way to where i am, on the wa back i'll figure it slower (without so many complications) i know i've had it easier a few times than this, i know i've hard it harsher weather sometimes seems costly funds sufficeint for the day to make it through (life comes crawling back) and it's mine that had it's way so far mine that's way too far so this is soemthing said or perched on tree limbs and telling you not to or just to please let's lean in and share a moment of recollections before the sun the son the sun...

2004-05-30 | 10:12 a.m.
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