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June 29th, 2013

01:31 pm

the wolrd is our oyster

02:19 pm

and out in the woods lighting struck
and I saw death in the eye of a buck
tied to a tree, drowned in the muck
everything had changed
and we grew up with birds and bees
we'd go swimming, we'd climb trees
we would skate when the ice would freeze
we came up the same
we were both the same
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