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Once there was so much more.
Where did it begin, where did it end?
You don’t get to put the genie back in the
bottle.
Drinking fountains?
I don’t know what to say about these days.
The mistakes we made aren’t the ones we
think we made.
When I was a kid…
Don’t bother to talk me out of my self-criticism.
‘Till everything’s finished you don’t know.
Long way gone.
Once there was so, so much more.
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