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Your Mom's Harry S. Truman.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
barometer
while walking with fine line between what is and what isn't most of us tend to stop, pick a side and stick.
some of us don't.
because I'm aware that it can be daunting.
and little girl, while you are dangerously tip-toeing past the rest of 'em, you should have noticed that i have learned to hover.
.........jealous?
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barometer
jawsome.
11am tomorrow
it was in the back of a taxi
the square root of real= fake
five measures
ain't the way you found me
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