winter audio for negative self-talk
I tell my children
for years
no one
remembers me
In Ohio we choose the car
based on the deer
it was made for
I tell you what an angel
tells god
We are too drunk
to write
this poem
I tell my children
for years
no one
remembers me
In Ohio we choose the car
based on the deer
it was made for
I tell you what an angel
tells god
We are too drunk
to write
this poem

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