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Maybe if I lifted my eyes from the ground I'd learn to make shapes out of the clouds

I'd tell you about the day I found myself but to this year I’m still looking my skills are better suited for finding four leaf clovers in the valley I know what you'd tell me you'd think I would have better luck by now instead I'm left with a pile of mutated weeds and a disheartened mentality.
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Aug 27, 2018
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