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Jan 2017
After unlocking the door,
I turn around and lock it behind me
That's just what you do
But I never found myself locking doors behind you

I'd forage new keys and open new spots
I'd find places that were filled with grand thoughts

Words I'd never share with anyone because no one knows
How my brain doesn't shut off at night
and in my heart there's only coal
sierra
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sierra  25/tennessee
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