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Call Me Cleptic
CBA (04 30 1969 / fernanadina a.k.a ghost town)

Call Me Cleptic

Poem By chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

try as i might i feel a light
this day, this tight wallet
bust all my almond cans
see the sand move?
lose in a way thats understood
thats my hood

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