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Sep 2017
This is where I grew up broken
And I still am
I'm trying to find my missing pieces

This is where I fell apart
I'm still not together
I'm searching for a way to snap things into place

Understanding is out of my reach
I walk with limited sight
Hoping that the next thing I stumble upon
Will be an answer
Will help me move forward
Pineapple Isle
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Pineapple Isle
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     Jemevic, Broken Arpeggio, brxken and rose
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