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refrain
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Robert Spande
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don't what ever you do DON'T!
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001027
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god
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damn straight.
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jo
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Restrain, maintain, advance to another plain. Encompass all that one has with in the brief moments of our lives. Refrain...a distance song we sang, never to capture again.
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010113
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stray
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sing the refrain. its a sad one, but it's beautiful melody, and it goes a little like this....
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unhinged
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on_anger hum_hum_hum hostility ends with me
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140131
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unhinged
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every moment is a chance for warriorship the only righteous choice i have is to stop speaking to you
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anno_salutis
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She remembered him as a heavy man with thin soled shoes that would absorb the wet and cause him to laugh every time. last she had heard of him he had moved to San Francisco and had opened a karaoke bar where only the choruses of songs were sang or played and no one ever had to feel lost. There was a time of course when one could disappear and then reappear somewhere else entirely, traveled lightly, and new each time. Now, she was able to look him up on the webs. She excelled at that. A search engine paid her to learn how she worked to teach the computers to replace even her, and each day, she dug her own grave with social media profiles all around her like tombstones. She found him there (he had shaven his beard) in that place where each profile hammers home the chorus but will always out each missed lyric and lost refrain to those in the know. She found him in that place where everyone is lost. She asked him in an anonymous message if he still laughed when his feet got wet. He said yes, and they never spoke again.
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
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