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Sixty-Three.


sixty three more days, i remember the last time i’d felt this way on a given day, i’d had one hundred and twenty. another sixty days, and where do i feel those sixty had gone and how long how long did it take for me to get here and will another sixty days leave today feeling the way i’d felt on a given day, a now laid sixty days. and how long will this take?
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