sweet sweet josefine
you got to be kidding her spirit won't leave me alone they just give me pills they sell from my mind, apparently in the archives, don't you feel like a child not hold my tongue ''tok-kär'' you way in swedish speaking of which, home sweet home is now in Älmeboda to be real specific so practical matters after the cat head over heels and all that good stuff i think my poem is good for
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mixing business with pleasure you were always on my mind i lived on church street story two (jose material) knock knocking on Fee and Spirit door seems like something should happen, but it doesn't of course you can't medicate matters of the soul why am i questioning my thoughts all the time (non-selfhelp) Can't tell the truth in a house of lies
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