Loose by Wanderer

Dec 2015

Loose

I once had the secret to letting go
Now I find it hard to slip my grip
Even oil-slicked let me downs
Impossibly stick fast to shaking fingertips

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Wanderer Between Midnight and 3am

(Between Midnight and 3am)

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