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I look at this blank page And I just write I don't think about What comes to mind Sometimes I'm able to find A silver line Among the black clouds That try their best To block out The Light Hope It gets you through The night
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Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 7:05 AM UTC
A Bite of the Apple
I look at this blank page And I just write I don't think about What comes to mind Sometimes I'm able to find A silver line Among the black clouds That try their best To block out The Light Hope It gets you through The night
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28/M/Tennessee
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 7:05 AM UTC
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