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May 2013
Brick roads and tired lights
They just don't shine like they used to
These roads don't even feel the same
I, am so, lost

Crooked sidewalks and closed windows
I remember when I could walk a straight line
Or even see the happiness ahead of me
It, is all, so lost

I have forgotten everything.
Except you.
River Moon Willow
Written by
River Moon Willow  Omaha, Ne
(Omaha, Ne)   
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