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Self-expression is all I have, to navigate this...
Common sense, my north star...
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I had my scars.
This war will not end any day...
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All my ventures in the flesh of grapes
were because...
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To A. Shamloo::
It was somewhere...
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My sharp sword is the key to unlock your heart,
Never apart...
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Such a night should I change even more? So much is...
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All the small things...
All the little...
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Sweet music!
Jamming, floating through this ether of another...
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Migration continues,
me to you. Conception guides...
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There was a little puppy
named Asskan...
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This scrap of dirt
this portion of earth...
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The days start to get colder and the light much...
The crisp cool air sooths and mildew forms on...