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Dec 2016
Don't let it get you down,
all this bad news going 'round.
It's all inconsequential.

No need to fret
over stubbed toes, lost bets.
It means nothing to me.

As I
go down
this road,
I
begin to see
what it holds for me.

As the
clock turns,
I slowly learn
why it is
I'm trying

to

believe.
Oct 31st
Yggy
Written by
Yggy  M/Tennessee
(M/Tennessee)   
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