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Technician of the soul Teacher of the spirit Primming the way in Blue sky's Then cloudy again Falling away to the shelf Blame it on David We were not there Seems like a good idea Sign of the times Needing to get relief Cover all the suffering David had fun so it seemed Until the payment was due He had to flee Back to the teacher he went Begging with all that poetry God forgives

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