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Crumbs
I’m not sorry
That when I was given crumbs,
I stopped asking for bread.
I will scrape them from my table,
Let them escape my hand.
You can certainly follow the trail
But it will no longer lead you
To a mouth
...
I’m not sorry
That when I was given crumbs,
I stopped asking for bread.
I will scrape them from my table,
Let them escape my hand.
You can certainly follow the trail
But it will no longer lead you
To a mouth
...
