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I pretend to move on. I pretend, That it's easy to start over, Again. I put my stuff in boxes. And it's, Onto the next big thing. I am sick of cardboard. I am sick, Sick, Of carboard.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 9:41 AM UTC
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I pretend to move on. I pretend, That it's easy to start over, Again. I put my stuff in boxes. And it's, Onto the next big thing. I am sick of cardboard. I am sick, Sick, Of carboard.
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30/F/English
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 9:41 AM UTC
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