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“We lost another one today

That makes more than I can count on one hand

So I went up out to California

To find the proper way to mourn you

And I was…
I fucked up my hoodie and ripped through my jeans

I started walking towards the light

Not sure what that means

But I think it might be okay

I’ll be okay
Smoke a cigarette

And walk through the woods

Read a note my partner wrote me

And found a rock tied up into a wrap of leaves

I don’t know what that means

But I think I’ll be okay

Think you’ll be okay
Today was an off day

I’ve had a few”

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