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Not Even February

How all alonely we seem to be In morning mirror critiquing Where uncertainty has you wondering If you’re awake or…

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Wanderlusting

If everything we’ve missed is everything we now are And the people’s opinions what formed us can only be remembered…

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Nicktown RD

We’d mention it once or twice by the lake At the edge of the spot that split dry from wet…

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