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Dec 2018
How did it get this far?
How have we found ourselves here?

We are both closer and further than we have ever been.
Am I closer or further to who I am?

I am like a child trying to show you who is boss
But my insides are rotting
Still hoping you’ll call

I know my love for you is in the cellar
Packed away
But holding up my entire house
Molding and decaying
Supporting and sustaining
The Willow
Written by
The Willow
   Dennis Willis
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