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I count days that become months

I count the tracks we made

I count the days we smiled

I count the days I lied to her

I count the memories we failed to treasure

They were the greatest months ever

Magnificent foot prints ever made

Smiles that brighten the sky and unsullied the air we breathe.

Lies that finally wrecked, the months, tracks and smiles.

Then fine reminiscences amounted to zilch.

Lol. Life


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