Thoughts

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Thoughts

I wonder if I could get better

But I get frustrated every time

I'm cold even with a sweater

and can't even rhyme

I don't know anyone named Heather

But that's fine

Sometimes I feel as light as a feather

and I hate the smell of wine

I think we can come together

as close as a bloodline

and beat this cold weather

also to hangout sometime

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