This winter hasn't been friendly to me. The past couple weeks, I've had a sore throat that comes and goes. I've had to cut down on the smoking because of it. And to make things disgusting, I've been hacking up what I'm guessing is tar. It's black, brown, green, and red, and very very thick. I can repave our driveway with it.
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I don't mean to dwell
But I can't help myself
When I feel the vibe
And taste a memory
Of a time in life
When years seemed to stand still
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