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I always get the sense that it's late. Later in the day; Where did my morning go? Later in my life; I need to get a move on I need to accomplish dreams and things Later in the year; Is it a new year already? What have I been doing for the last nineteen years? Maybe it's been twenty-two. Later in the moment; Are you leaving already? When will I see you again? Oh, that's a long time Later in the whatever-this-is-that's-happening-to-me; When are you coming back? Oh, you're leaving for good? Okay. Well, let me know if I can change your mind. No? Okay. Later in my lack of experience; Oh, hey there. I'm Peyton I want to let you know up front. I'm a little crazy. Oh. Okay. Goodbye, then.
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Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 9:33 PM UTC
Lately
I always get the sense that it's late. Later in the day; Where did my morning go? Later in my life; I need to get a move on I need to accomplish dreams and things Later in the year; Is it a new year already? What have I been doing for the last nineteen years? Maybe it's been twenty-two. Later in the moment; Are you leaving already? When will I see you again? Oh, that's a long time Later in the whatever-this-is-that's-happening-to-me; When are you coming back? Oh, you're leaving for good? Okay. Well, let me know if I can change your mind. No? Okay. Later in my lack of experience; Oh, hey there. I'm Peyton I want to let you know up front. I'm a little crazy. Oh. Okay. Goodbye, then.
peyton-leigh-stille
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Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 9:33 PM UTC
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