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Feb 2020
A foolish ploy I enact for escaping
Proclaimed that I have moved on
Knowing to myself that I’m in ruin
Crying over a couple of beers listening to sad songs

Showed everyone that I’m fine and sane
But to be honest, I’m enduring my bane
As the mouth can always deceive
The eyes can tell how a life is lived

There is no escaping from the truth
No matter how much I run and hide
Unconsciously, I go down the same route
Truth be told there’s no restraining these feelings inside
Reimers
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