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I spent a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona, the olive green of life had turned to ash. And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you. I just assumed that you eventually would ask, and I wouldn’t have to bring up my so badly broken heart and all those months of just wanting to sleep. And though spring, it did come slowly, I guess it did its part, my heart has thawed and continues to beat.
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