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The month of September flew by in a sea of smoke and pills. The crushed up remainders of prescriptions you forgot to fill. I don't remember how I loved you, I can't recall the things I've said. But darling you showed me I wasn't really dead. And I learned to be alive when I've reached my deepest low. Standing ankle deep in water freezing over with the snow. And I just walked and walked for miles and I learned to be alone. With the back beat of my footsteps onto a life I call my own.
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