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Mistakes who move

As a kid I thought

That when I was an adult

I’d stop making mistakes

Somehow, I’d know all

How to act in situations

How to think, and speak

Without sounding foolish

I’m forty now and it seems

That mistakes keep coming

Like old friends

Who want you to help them move

Because you have a truck.

By mshipstory

Hi!

I'm Lindsay Adams. I'm passionate about history, teaching, and writing.

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