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Beyond the Thunder Dome
Beyond the Thunder Domeby Michael DoyleIt took a day to really sink inTo catch my peace and reach ZenA private dancer left the buildingTo rest in Heaven, if God be willingRock-n-roll has lost its acid queenThe hips that hollered a … Continue reading →
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