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version 2.2
...self indulgence...
...dead journal...
...poetry & artwork...
...friends...
...randomalia...
...rpg excursions...
...leave me alone...
...back where you started...
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...seed song...
the rain didn't come by for one calendar year
so when the man with the sunflower seeds in his hand came near
we sent him away
the rain didn't come for twelve months more
so when the man with the seed catalogue darkened our door
we sent him away
i know you're waiting for the ironic ending
i know your waiting for the punch line
i know you're waiting for the rain to come by
so am i
atom and his package
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