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Jun 2020
No trace
You can see it on my face
I’ve been drinking and sippin on things
Tripping on Us
I fall right out of space
I feel out of place
I can’t feel I’m lying
I’m digging you like I’m mining
I believed in you like the  Mayans
No trace no trace no trace
I wiped my tears before I came out today
Just so you couldn’t see
Mr Xelle
Written by
Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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   Ellie Sutton, Chris and Miri
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