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Some nights I am a leaky faucet, my journal catches drips. Those nights I sleep, the faucet fixed, my journal dry, it rips.
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
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Some nights I am a leaky faucet, my journal catches drips. Those nights I sleep, the faucet fixed, my journal dry, it rips.
travis-kroeker
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31/New York
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
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