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My soul fell out It’s on the pavement - Sprawled, a mess You see it And your head is turned. I want to hide it But it’s out there In the open People tread on it Still, you stare.
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Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 8:29 AM UTC
Pavement
My soul fell out It’s on the pavement - Sprawled, a mess You see it And your head is turned. I want to hide it But it’s out there In the open People tread on it Still, you stare.
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Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 8:29 AM UTC
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