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Sadness, A gift somebody once gave me, Like a heavy winter coat, Far too big for a child, But I grew into it. It still hangs in my attic, Sometimes I forget, Sometimes I remember, But whenever I try it on, It still fits.
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Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 8:38 AM UTC
The Old Coat
Sadness, A gift somebody once gave me, Like a heavy winter coat, Far too big for a child, But I grew into it. It still hangs in my attic, Sometimes I forget, Sometimes I remember, But whenever I try it on, It still fits.
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Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 8:38 AM UTC
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