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Dream Song 110: It was the blue and plain ones. I forget all that
It was the blue & plain ones.
I forget all that.
My own clouds darkening hung.
Besides, it wasn't serious.
They took them in different rooms & fed them lies.
'She admitted you wanted to get rid of it.
'He told us he told you to.
The Force, with its rapists con-men murderers,
has been our Pride (trust Henry) eighty years;â€”
now Teddy was hard on.
Still the tradition persists, beat up, beat on,
Get set; cover up.
The Saturday confessions are really something.
Here was there less or nothing in question but horror.
She left his brother's son two minutes butâ€”
as I say I forget thatâ€”
during the time he drowned.
The laundry lived
and they lived, uncharged, and went their ways apart
with the blessing of the N.
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