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Vanilla and Plain

Long have I skipped along
The razor thin edge between
The things that keep me strong
And others that keep me quarantined

Afraid to settle down
Because normal is just so weird
I guess it's time to get around
The plain life I've always feared
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Turner Avatar
December 14, 2016 at 7:01 PM
Whenever you figure out what normal is, please let me know. Love the write, Trey. A little angst is good for the soul:)
Hamner Avatar
December 14, 2016 at 11:31 PM
Thanks Daniel, sometimes you just have to get it out. :)
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