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Don'T Want To Sleep

I go to sleep it might be too much it's like I'm lifting the greatest thing that has ever happen to me is anything I touch I care sometimes I find the hair I join a walk on the street I join how far my fathers fought to making me here also you Finding the painting either be whole life doesn't matter still is Journey Journal a spice unheard of words either kept to my self must I get it heard money the biggest dream I need both to push shove the things I love drawing something raw.... Ha!

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