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The Reaper

I've buried some and I'll bury some more Hell no I don't keep score If you see me, it's over Shoulda picked a different clover I don't care whose gonna miss you I just wanna hurry up and get through Don't cry or try to run You can't believe things I can do son Nah, go ahead

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Date: 9/21/2019 7:32:00 PM
Jay, We need more poets like you. Heart like a wheel and nothing to lose that hasn't already been.. -Richard
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jay moore
Date: 10/4/2019 10:40:00 AM
Thank you sir