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Today is the day. The day to put in records. The day of extrication. The day of riddance. My albums are clean. Swept them before dawn. My archives are clean. I reviewed it down. The photos she left with me. My ex girlfriend. All down to ashes. I set them ablaze. The rags and tatters. She left in my wardrobe. All I set afire. I watched them turn black. The chronicle trash she made. All I want to forget. I want to take a bath Back to the market I'm going. ?@ Tha Formidable Cheru. #themonk.

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