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Apr 2020
I woke up this morning, with the thought of driving. The song hate me today by blue October blaring over my thoughts.
Maybe I should drive so ******* far away that I never cross your mind.
I don’t want anyone to worry, what will I find?
When I leave and never come back, I hope I’ll be left alone.
Don’t worry, you’ll hear my words and apologies from a payphone.
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To be or not to be  26/M/North Battleford
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