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"they" say that wine gets better with age
well i'm gettin older days into years months pass by
life whizzing past like trees out a car window
26 comin up
25 left behind along the side of the kingdom hall
doc martens
move the markers and the margin lines
further ahead
farther out
un predictable tornado soul ready to go and challenge whats next
if not death
then nothing will put my mind to rest