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I'll hit the end of the line and tally up, all sums every place I've ever been and everything, I've done All the marks upon the page the good, and all, the bad measuring my worth, withal things and people, had The gauges swing, too and fro all meters wobble, and decide not what I may think, or know with nothing left, too hide
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Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
Goin to the end of the line
I'll hit the end of the line and tally up, all sums every place I've ever been and everything, I've done All the marks upon the page the good, and all, the bad measuring my worth, withal things and people, had The gauges swing, too and fro all meters wobble, and decide not what I may think, or know with nothing left, too hide
At the end of the line Rest ye well Tom Petty :(
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Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
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