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Let's talk about our thoughts, our dreams and our poems. I may always be adolescent minded, hanging on to every essence of youth. Still my soul transcends through this temple, life's journey, beckons on, both willing & unwilling acquired knowledge of self being. Words are special both written and spoken, we are all one body of words.

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Lost Love92
Greatest Notion 1
King Toad
Assholes
You Said You're My Friend 1
Foolio
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