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Apr 29
here
here
never far
Which makes me good
You use
You lie
You probably even steal
Take for granted all that does
run with the wind
Hide from the rain
Walked the streets with low self support
An wonder why no one cares
Take a deep breath
And go your own way
Time will tell what you need to hear
But no one will be there or near.
Written by
tina lombardo  36/F/Kentville ns
(36/F/Kentville ns)   
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     Perry and Fawn
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