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May 2015
"You're always moving forward.
Just sometimes, the road gets bumpy as ****."
The road may get bumpy,
but I'm ever so clumsy.
Give me a spotter
otherwise I may break
something along the way.
I'm not saying I need to be saved,
I just need someone
to make sure I'm okay.
midnight conversations with johnny. 5/26/2015
JR Falk
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JR Falk  Wisconsin
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