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Jan 2021
I see you there
with bright blue hair
and an expression that I would never wear
another avoidable catastrophe
but I don't really care
I look again but all I see is air

My girl don't cry
he didn't try
we wept when you decided to die
the blood that's on your hands
comes with a simple question why
now you wipe your eyes and cheeks dry
Dipper
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