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One Day Alone..


One day so alone.. blues down stoned..to play..sang a song..got my axe.. song is what I say three girls..by the road..see them.. in my world..real for me.. they telephone.. tears do not atone.. Self speak..so unique..talk and walk the lane.. … Continue reading

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