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Today Not Tomorrow

Riding in the limo that day we questioned why it ended that way He was the next rising star in a box in the next car Lost touch over the years occasionally we'd grab a beer Always claimed all was fine just found out he spent his last dime In the needle is where it went every nickel every cent Back against the wall with no way to escape could a phone call changed the landscape Put yourself in the backseat imagine your loved one six feet deep Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow learn from others sorrows

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Date: 3/18/2020 9:40:00 AM
"Put yourself in the backseat" That's an interesting and ripe description. Well done. You might enjoy https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/backslide_companion_blues_1237219
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