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Apr 3
There's no road on the map,
To meet you back,
Do you understand that?

Cracked my head open,
Can’t help hoping,
Wishing fountain,
Tossed my token.

Rotting youth failing,
Found myself bailing,
While still shaping,
I'll be forever fading.

There's no road on the map,
To meet you back,
Do you understand that?
Skyler M
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Skyler M  23/M/Idaho
(23/M/Idaho)   
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