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Mar 2016
easily
I am forgotten
torn apart
similar to nothing

back of the line
I receive no praise
like snow melts
in driveways

I break my back
you steal the brace
preventing me
from winning first place

what's the point
in this senseless commotion
I have no fans
you have extreme devotion
sierra
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sierra  25/tennessee
(25/tennessee)   
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