Maybe it's all borrowed time
well who lent it
that column looks a little strange
it's the way I unbent it
What shall I give up
how long you got to count
because I have to add up
a sick amount
I just just want to get
to this simple thing
call myself ready
for what the day will bring
feel a little friendly
to the ebb and flow
make peace with the sad parts
and let something new grow
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