The extension of that poem hits just as much as the og.
today is a day
where they'll play our song
and we sing and lay
on fresh green grass,
a thousand miles away
thinking about 6 years ago
under that bridge
we were the lucky ones
who got to escape
maybe i'll find her again
in the next life
we'll see detroit again
together one day,
one day.
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:)
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fucking amazing
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appreciate it my dude
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2:15 ahh
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