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May 2015
I'm tired of hearing
My own voice
I'm tired of listening
To the same songs
I'm tired of seeing
The same things
I'm tired of this
****** town
Everything
Sounds the same
Everything
Looks the same
Everything
Blends together
It's yours to interpret
What it means
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
(22/F/Connecticut)   
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