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Feb 2018
I am only a tainted piece of glass.
I am used, and broken.
And I hate that I am like this.
There is no self cleaner I can use,
No repair shop I can go to.
I can scrub, and repaint,
But eventually it will show through.
And you will leave.
You
Will
Leave
BlueBird
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BlueBird  35/Alberta.
(35/Alberta.)   
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