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Feb 4
Oh yes im old, my dear too old
to mind.

Count the years If you want to
But note
each of my days have two months.

Old. Old enough. Ancient some would call.

The miles i walked wanderin Nights i shivered
Through the many the lies
i stood silent.

Oh yes i am old, too old to mind
My dear.
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Prettyboyfloyd
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