yeah, well..

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4degrees
4degrees
40 Followers

stage left
stage a theft
yada
nada
leaves me
bereft
feed on
bleed on
phatning
phrases
gone through
phases
lost in
mazes
self create
and
self destruct
bad luck
mad love
i'm stuck
above
transcend
while i
transgress
transfuse
to this
transient
at best.

4degrees
4degrees
40 Followers
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