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Teaching A Narwhal Empathy

from Small Hours by CLIFFDIVER

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Another drink and another think is all I need. I can't believe that your not home.
I hid my weed underneath the sink, packed my belongings and I headed for the east coast.

But what I'll miss the most is being left out and thrown into the cold. I think I lost myself out here. Can you find me when I disappear? On my own.

I lost my favorite hat again, why's this always happening to me? Is this my capital punishment? These thoughts of death they consume me. But the grass is still so green, and these autumn leaves they don't mean a thing because they'll resurrect from the same branch in the spring.

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from Small Hours, released October 3, 2018

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