Weight loss
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A Retrospect Pt. 2
I once said that you gave me strength. That every time I spoke out, it was in your voice. So when I left you in the past, I became lost. And this lost-ness is how I defined myself. As I gained weight, I lost the urge to dress like you. To seek out if you Continue reading
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“We can sing just like our fathers”
These people round here Wear beaten down eyes sunk In smoke dried faces They’re so resigned to what their fate is But not us (no not ever) But not us (not ever) We are far too young and clever (Remember) Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye And you’ll hum this tune forever Week Three, Day One of Zombies, Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 