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Jul 2017
I borrow the change,
I borrow the change,
Empty pockets will always impose.

I pocket the change,
I pocket the change,
I embrace this change I suppose.

When the change has posied,
And the pockets have mosied,
Alone is all that goes.
Written by
Gavin Graves
137
   july hearne
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