Poem -
Sat
I’m sat here on my chair and looking at the bills I have to payÂ
sometimes I think I certainly can’t stayÂ
because I cant seem to find my way
ive said every single dayÂ
there is no way Â
wish I could run and play like how I use when I was a little babe
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