Thinking of Delilah

Delilah. Whoa oh oh Delilah. Hey there, Del, what's it like running away with half my money and my '76 Camero? Stev Benjamin Edge had lonely thoughts tonight, none of them very lyrical. But hey, was Stev Edge a poet? Well, Stev didn't know exactly who or what Stev Edge was yet. But he possessed a long list of things Stev was not. And he definitely wasn't a poet. 

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