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Jul 2016
I’ve been writing words
Alone, in the early hours
Of the morn.
But every time I do
They always just turn
Into letters to you,

And I,

I know I made mistakes
But you know we all do.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
(23/North Carolina)   
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