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I wish we could start again my friend sometimes I just go in the rabbit hole wondering how I fell in the stuff I get myself in with out really trying pushing clouds squinting at the sun and she said I was winking then I shade my eyes she said that's high five my hand was only shaking hers to get to know her I fell in the rabbit hole again I can never win if she don't want me to get to know her it is such a climb the games in the mind I like to talk to her is she very fine I wish her well everytime I see her she brings excitement to my climb if I could ever get out of here where is the first step the light of day is calling