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Jack

I hear the crunch of gravel underneath his feet his whistling makes me think leave me alone
i feel disgusted right away the sky is half coverd i smile it fits me today be my friend and we shall go to the end.

Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013
Edited: Monday, February 11, 2013


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