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Hear em' shots from da Trumps n' Saxes?How bout' the drops of the Basses' beats?
Dear Almighty Power,
Nearly crumbling on the edge of sanity — tip-toed, teetering and tottering I am ready to collapse at any given moment, at any given second. I am fairly certain of my inadequate understanding of this world.
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