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color color my life with poem with songs I don't yet know and let us find uncharted paths together in the valley of our souls s...
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He scratches a scruffy cheek with dirty fingernails Squints into the steam of his fresh black coffee Bending stiff extensions on brown callo...
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color color my life with poem with songs I don't yet know and let us find uncharted paths together in the valley of our souls s...
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There are crows in the wheat field Vincent. There are black misshapen bodies above the waves of golden grain. The dirt path is littered by w...
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