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 The over piled plates in comparison to me
So much on my plate
Too much more than i can handle
I can die
So much things coming out of nowhere
I cannot understand
How it gets to all this
One job is done
The next creeps up before the finishing line
So the plate is piled up Too high
Too much for the stomach to digest
By the time you get to the bottom its all cold
So you clean it up
I just hope my problems can be the same way


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