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105- Eyes on you

Short-ass, get me a roasted taro. Mem'ryin' that despair is hollowin' me out.

Now backtrackin' up to the Kohala grazin' pastures, the mist slid b'low us an' southly rose Mauna Kea from that ocean o' cloud, clear'n'close 'nuff to spit at so it seemed, so I did, yay, I spitted hard. My soul may be st...

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