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Nov 2018
Shaking down my clothes,
Searching for those last puzzle pieces,
To my life they could resolve everything,
Change the way I perceive my own time,
The possibility has me running,
Tossing over ***** laundry and disheveled beds.

Those nights that freeze my attempts,
I keep seeing those corner pieces out of the corner of my eyes,
Every-time I turn around in my head,
I've gotten the big picture but I'm always craving more,
So don't give up on me now.
Don't give up on me now.
Don't give up on me now.
Don't give up on me now.
Please
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
(22/M/Idaho)   
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