eighty-four.

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i'm right there
back in my living room
reading the text you sent
when you said it wouldn't
work out
back to december
a different version of myself
i'm not sure i like him
this is what i wanted to avoid
instead i put myself back in
i spit blood into the sink
i've made my fair share of
bad decisions

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