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Leftover Thoughts

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Answering Messages
From years ago
Not knowing where I went
Or where I want to go
Stuck in endless concrete
There’s so many, so many
Of these dead end streets

Thinking in a new way
Each and every day
Paths erased
But somehow I am still the same
But nothing is ever the same





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