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Jun 2018
I can't make any plans
Time is not in my hands
I lost another one
That is a year done

Looking at eighteen
Feels like a crime scene
Made it nineteen
Thanks to caffeine

But mainly my friends
They pushed me to seek amends
My greatest committee
That never gave me pity

I can't make plans
Time is in no man’s hands
Neither mine nor yours
Now it's time to open my new door
Dewayne Alexander Adams
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Dewayne Alexander Adams  19/M/Tennessee
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