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[a_laceration]

We’ll find a way
Through these words
Ripped out and cast aside,
It was you, who filled these pages up,
And now you’re done for good.
Stay on the ground,
Where you belong.
Right next to our feet is where you belong.
And you can stay as long as you want,
But know you’re not leaving.
you’re plans will surface soon,
and we’ll turn this car around.
We’ll find a way.