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I gave up somewhere along this road— When it was I don’t know. So I’ll sit here, underneath the shade And wait for the Tin man, Now rusted in time, far behind me. I discovered, sitting there, that day— That losing a heart Was actually an easy thing to do.
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 11:31 PM UTC
Tin Man
I gave up somewhere along this road— When it was I don’t know. So I’ll sit here, underneath the shade And wait for the Tin man, Now rusted in time, far behind me. I discovered, sitting there, that day— That losing a heart Was actually an easy thing to do.
Long ago relationship poem, that still has some bearing on the present, almost funny how these things come right back around sometimes.
SilverLaughter
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28/F/Vermont
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 11:31 PM UTC
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