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time runs out side line in the dirt nap for a bits and pieces of me left here and there you are you listening to the breathing in and out and in with the good air, out with the bad air of mystery and uncertainty seems to pervade my thoughts of you challenge me in ways I never would have imagined standing there on the edge and looking over to see what lies in waiting for the last shoe to drop acid washed in the blood thirsty monsters of my past the point of no returns or exchange this one for that one day at a time...
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