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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Stash is Trash by Justin Dial

Hours before you rest that head,
You'll remember.
And you'll be ashamed that you let it slide.
His stash shouldn't impress you.
His name is Stash for a reason.
Posted by Justin Dial at 11:08 PM

1 comment:

Unknown said...

You are tenacious. Impressive.

September 13, 2007 at 12:02 AM

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