It funny you chose Maggie May, because it has been my favorite song since, well, forever. It may have been my first favorite song I ever had; I would always steal my mothers cassette to listen to it.
Yes, as usual, I left out details in the song that tie it together; I always seem to have certain good parts, and the rest is trash. Usually the 'trash' hold something important, for example, in this poem, which is about someone struggling to get out of a relationship, only to find he wanted to stay after he lost what he actually loved. I'll retreive the scrapped pieces and rebuild the whole thing up, and make it actually decypherable.
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Rule #7 – Trust only when trusted.
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