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Dec 2013
Love isn’t poetic, but we still try, we’re pathetic, so why do we cry,
We all learn by failing, that’s why we fail so hard.


Learning, and seeing, and breathing, it’s what we do,
And every one of us is leading, the pack through and through,

Every man for himself, Every daughter too,
Will keep going on, Will be reborn anew,

And really, I love you.
This is what happens when a song is stuck in your head while you're going through a really emotional time.
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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