Over and Over
i guess till now
supplies will be supplied
when the time come's
he come's around
for now i just wait
side store four pack
side winder
killing time
to my next wearabout
running with time
tracking my next couple miles
to my reside shade
always on track
they must hate it
in back again
sip by sip
mental time lapse
that come's to a blank
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