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Jun 2020
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Crooked highs
Narcotic lows
Clawing out of pits
Only to tunnel back in

What now
Drive, buy, feel sad, feel important
It all leads back
I'm still here
Still ******
Nothing changes
I simply die
In a different way
Written by
Anthony Cornejo
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