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They all miss the pothole, While I'm much too busy wondering how I got stuck in it to begin with. I never understood how I ended up here, And that they never did. How they found the way around, And I never found the way out.
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
PATE Holes
They all miss the pothole, While I'm much too busy wondering how I got stuck in it to begin with. I never understood how I ended up here, And that they never did. How they found the way around, And I never found the way out.
I will never forget that day. For that is the last day I saw you. **
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
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