Content of: When the Words
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12/11/20 at 11:26PM
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When the words spill from old me,
my brain is now, running on empty.
Random thoughts, peruse this old man's brain,
the train left the station, here I remain.
When the words spill from old me,
my brain is now, running on empty.
Random thoughts, peruse this old man's brain,
the train left the station, here I remain.