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Hills

If I died today 

I’d be satisfied with my tiny life 

feeling that I tried things 

my own way 

 

there’d be some bills to pay 

few things to give away 

and the hope your anger 

wouldn’t stay 

 

knowing we worked at capacity 

making our own mistakes 

what felt like cruelty 

were lessons with other names 

 

if there was will involved

much as we got caught up

in something more than us 

I just hope it didn’t cause much pain

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