I wake up in the morning and decide what to do, based off the gunshots in the wind.
Two shots I sleep
One shot I eat
No shots mean I'm dead
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'Nevermore Than A Few Words'
Poetry"Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly, far far away from here." Jenny Curran
Gunshots in the wind
I wake up in the morning and decide what to do, based off the gunshots in the wind.
Two shots I sleep
One shot I eat
No shots mean I'm dead