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A house with wrap around deck Acoustic music softly plays as a smell of Fresh rain and cedar fill the room Content and certainty as he hugs from behind Without you that’s just a foolish dream now Why did I let you have this power over me ***** laundry, takeout meals, alcohol This cyclic routine is starting to feel like nothingness I won’t allow a vision of the future as it won’t include you Perpetually living in the last second
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 1:48 AM UTC
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A house with wrap around deck Acoustic music softly plays as a smell of Fresh rain and cedar fill the room Content and certainty as he hugs from behind Without you that’s just a foolish dream now Why did I let you have this power over me ***** laundry, takeout meals, alcohol This cyclic routine is starting to feel like nothingness I won’t allow a vision of the future as it won’t include you Perpetually living in the last second
Quality is not the goal, just an outlet
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 1:48 AM UTC
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