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Nov 2021
I’m sorry, I know
you deserve, a better friend.
But as the day, always end
and time waits, never.
There was, not a whether,
But a when, I would fail you.
This was made because I felt like it. Sorta about me, sorta about how I fail everyone I care about. Pseudo-deep stuff.
Richard Graydon
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Richard Graydon
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