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Jun 2017
I don't understand
The conservative view on life,
Didn't mix with that vibe.
But I felt ration in 'sixteen,
took me back just past nineteen.
Hot coffe spilt,
our world was in tilt.
Collisions a moment ending,
no more room for griving.
One day I'll fall asleep,
but someone will be there to take the wheel to keep.
bluevelvet
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bluevelvet  24/the same as you
(24/the same as you)   
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   Anderson M and Eric W
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