not good at saving money
but pages from the daily paper
thrown away too many
gone bys and they are gone
and I am closer to the end
and the grave dirt smells fresh
and I am not done
I haven't begun starting
always chapters full of page ones
or books with chapter ones
and I haven’t even begun
damn this place of fleeting space
should of…why don't you
this ride is near over
this place has almost forgot me
hasn't even had a chance to remember
me know me
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