468 Months ~ Slow Car Crash
468 months gone by
Can’t find the keys to get back in
Always love to visit though
With a sprinkle of bourbon to cure my hangover
Brings out that other me
...The one you found endearing
The one that says what he feels
I remember Rick, and Greg, and will
I remember listening to stories
I doubt were factual
More contractual in hopes
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