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bury the burrito

.. why is it we’re always wrapped up in our own small ………..songs? perhaps I shall trade my jalepeño for your ……………silence.   . .

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bury the blues

. tuck that indigo-go groove right down in your very soul. swallow the notes, and rhythm their roll, strum some mournful strain straight down, azure yourself some sun.   .

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