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Nov 26
These roots they reach the stars
Grasp them till they choke an sputter
A thought lost in smoke ****** into a gutter
Ramble an stumble an mutter words blacker
Drink myself into a stupor smoke till I stutter
No paint just dark markers caught in the shutter
More cash than my peers in a broke down car
Soar higher crash harder watch the flys flutter
Chase after ethereal means forget brick and mortar
Turn to the cinders and remember the liars
Careless benders surrounded by adders
Danger grows as wallets get lighter
Might **** a man for a tenner
These branches get thinner every year
Every year the trees grow sicker
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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