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I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousand separate heavens for all of my flying parts

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
Poet
Calais
Maine
Andrew Gibson
Flying
Parts
Gonna
Thousand
Leave
Shattered
Heaven
Heavens
Life
Intend
Separate

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