In an attempt to work though my own issues I have started giving different bands pages from my sixth grade journal. The hope is that they can make something beautiful form my tormented ramblings about my life as a kid. This memory is particularly painful both, physically and mentally. It is called “The Wedgie.” Click on the cassette to hear the song and let the healing begin.
Building 429 Makes Beauty From Wally’s Pain
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