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Nov 2016
time keeps wasting
it's a nice thing
like a warm sting

two steps forward
into lost smiles
and headlights

he was walking
from bad ties
you could see it

he was jumping
from the deep end
you could feel it

if you're smiling
you'll forget it
for a moment

and when's he's dancing
through the sunlight
i can feel it
madison
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madison  utah
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