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Jun 2017
There was smoke in my eyes.
I gathered too much moss.
The sun was in my eyes.
I couldn't hear you over the music.
There was traffic because of an accident.
I overslept.
I've only got two hands.
I didn't know what to say.
Can I try again?
At life.
I promise I won't **** it up,
again.
Written by
Jamison Bell
152
   july hearne and Leo
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