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the next tide of men to do in wears grey.peechtree grey.day or night we stand and fight and thought about it.loudly,proudly,do i rant,a killer fan can be handed the switch.kiss the ditch,feels like this.taj mahal was doll babied and faded.i dated marylin monroe so i go and know the truth,im no babe ruth.



Poetry by to-wit
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Written on 2007-02-10 at 08:35

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