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Nov 2020
it's been nothing
but  
november
since mars

and everywhere i look
i see ashes  
from our
outset

it's supposed to
spring life
to new seeds
these forest fires
i've heard  

but it's been
so long

too long

and i still don't sleep
without you
where you've been

did you get the best of me
Written by
Jay  Sweden
(Sweden)   
72
   Fawn and ---
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