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Month: February 2014

February 9, 2014

Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I’m sixty-four?

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Nothing more then battered and bruised
All you do is push, pull, tear. We can’t stretch any farther
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And my ribs crack where your wheels wind
The dead leaves rustle near

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