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with enormous expectations like those of being a noted artist from the suburban sidewalks of the ***** streets of Michigan ended up in the Air Force the hair cut was the worst had my hair down to my *** exited with it barely over my ears I wanted to get educated find Something, I didn't know what, in society and attended college one semester I would dedicate myself fully the next party too hard, so it took me eight years to get a Bachelor's degree by then had two kids a wife and an extended family of her mom grandma, sister aunts papas all of us in a house together when I got a paying job finally she didn't want to leave all the unhired help the unpaid diaper changers and she stayed there I moved on and it tore my ***** into small pebbly stones all shrunken up all alone in a big house bent my nights up with a tab at the bar and loose women and giggly ****** sometimes  thinking most times not I gave up then found a new she and when I did the ex came crawling back and I admit I used her revenge *** is some of the best I got ****** bereft of feelings for a long time had a callous heart I found a few years laters again on the side of a small town called Clayhatchee. where the streets are repaved and the dogs run free along side me old all keeping pace with my strides of going nowhere ever again dreamily
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Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 10:12 PM UTC
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with enormous expectations like those of being a noted artist from the suburban sidewalks of the ***** streets of Michigan ended up in the Air Force the hair cut was the worst had my hair down to my *** exited with it barely over my ears I wanted to get educated find Something, I didn't know what, in society and attended college one semester I would dedicate myself fully the next party too hard, so it took me eight years to get a Bachelor's degree by then had two kids a wife and an extended family of her mom grandma, sister aunts papas all of us in a house together when I got a paying job finally she didn't want to leave all the unhired help the unpaid diaper changers and she stayed there I moved on and it tore my ***** into small pebbly stones all shrunken up all alone in a big house bent my nights up with a tab at the bar and loose women and giggly ****** sometimes  thinking most times not I gave up then found a new she and when I did the ex came crawling back and I admit I used her revenge *** is some of the best I got ****** bereft of feelings for a long time had a callous heart I found a few years laters again on the side of a small town called Clayhatchee. where the streets are repaved and the dogs run free along side me old all keeping pace with my strides of going nowhere ever again dreamily
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Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 10:12 PM UTC
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