Bottle Caps

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If only I knew where I was headed
Maybe I’d get there
Maybe some friends would be waiting
And they’d throw me a party
And I’d feel accomplished
And finally at peace

It’s a fun thought
Dreaming is fun
We’d drink our beers with bottle caps
That don’t twist off
And everything would be roses

In light of the wisdom
that happiness comes from the inside
If that’s true, I’m fucked

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