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Thursday, February 5, 2009
By the cracks of its skin I climbed to the top.
I miss my best friend.
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Tambourine queen.
Little bird.
A chauffeured car.
Ethereal.
What did you ever do?
This must be the place.
Relax, this won't hurt.
Ebbing and flowing.
.44 Magnum gunshot wound to the head.
I am, I am, I am.
By the cracks of its skin I climbed to the top.
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