LET DOWN AGAIN.

I DON'T KNOW IF THIS IS MY CALLING.

I MEAN I FEEL IM CLOSE...BUT SEEM TO BE STALLING.

I WANNA, JUST WANNA CRY.

I LET MYSELF DOWN AGAIN.

I SUNG FIRST, THEN I WROTE.

AFTERMATH.

I CHOKED.

I LET MYSELF DOWN AGAIN.

IT SEEMS AS IF THIS IS MY CALLING.

SET ASIDE ALL BAGGAGE LIKE THE BAG LADY.

THIS IS MY CALLING, NO WAITING.

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