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On this morning, where the road's reflecting gold I think of all the promises I've made myself, the sun, a draping curtain over daybreak and I wrap a scarf around my neck and hold my bony hands against my heart It's October and I've learned to love myself again.
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Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
October Promise.
On this morning, where the road's reflecting gold I think of all the promises I've made myself, the sun, a draping curtain over daybreak and I wrap a scarf around my neck and hold my bony hands against my heart It's October and I've learned to love myself again.
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Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
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