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Jul 10
five, six, seven, eight
we will not cut today

four, three, two, one
we promised we were done

eight, seven, six, five
we'll get through the cold nights

one, two, three, four
we said there would be no more
line em up and count em out.
august 7, 2018.
helia
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helia  26/F/PH
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