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By Andy Nguyen


I know I could be in haste

But the taste of glory and ever past.

Though I know I run too fast,

And all the ways,

And the days,

I should've taken it slow.


But with my pride in tow,

I should've died; instead I lie.

Saving my skin but not for the–

Sin, I keep alongside me.


I steep in the lows,

for what I've done.


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