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Oct 2019
Loved over there and here.

Went to the old house, you lied.
Danced all alone, you cried.
Loud and clear.
Tears on back seat.
Pull over.
Tired.
Not much in my life.
Only a drink and this song.
All calmed enough to lie down.




Garrett Johnson.
1984. Gee thanks. Not me.
Garrett Johnson
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Garrett Johnson  19/M/In the woods
(19/M/In the woods)   
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