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Dec 2019
Things went worse
Like you said
When I left 'the talking person'
And went back to 'work'
You needed food
You needed a roof
I did the best I knew
Instead of what I wanted
I wanted 'home'
Where help for US was
I want to be good
For nobody
But I wanted to be good
For you, the once upon a time.
Written by
Daniel
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