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Feb 2017
I'm moving again.
Back down to the sunshine state
to let my sun shine.

The grass is greener
in this particular case,
so away I go.

I wish that 'someone'
would come with me, but I know
it's too late for that.

I thought I was there,
down at rock bottom, but now
I know it's deeper.

I fight the free fall
back to where it all began.
.. so away I go.
Happy Birthday, tiny guitar
Yggy
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Yggy  M/Tennessee
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