I never cared for endings, the final breaths of dying embers, glowing stubbornly, banked against the coldest
Night. Beginnings, though, bright promises of better days, slipping through the grates, landing on my doorstep,
With a grand thud. Extra! Extra! Dream all about it. Wrap a ribbon around the past. Cap it off with a shot of tequila.

There’s no end it’s only the beginning …
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One continuous loop.
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Oh yes, the kind of end I like xxxx
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Ditto!
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The first resonated for me especially.
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*first verse
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Thank you!
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