Senses pierced by dimensional beliefs: Detox

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Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Detox

Detox As it starts to rain I have nothing to gain But pain And try to be sane I feel shame For being so lame But I can help myself Opening up my shelf Of positive thoughts And beautiful walks This rocks Detox! Sign in to see full entry.

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