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A Tin Can
I'm going to be
a lonely old man
staring at the walls
recalling all I can
ny babies gone
a failure
a tin can
a jigsaw puzzle
that lost it's plan
oxidation
alumination
that shone before
the dull, the bad
a figure, a faint outline
of all that I once had
a blip in the timeline
diddidadda is so sad.
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