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I doubt I could actually make a nursery rhyme, Everyone has a basic one in their head, this is what was in my head.
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Fearing who would grow up first, the parent or the child, sometimes it’s the the one who views it all.
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This is a poem about my mind in very dark, no almost darkest of times.
Take it how you make it, I simply mean, I found words that really hit me, th..
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