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morrow
1206am2-3-23 don’t fret,my love,for the morrowis now today,it is now. so do not trouble yourself with yesterday’s sorrow, our luckmay change, maybe dreamswill follow from their realmthis this one,cross platformgallows
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stubble
I won’t shave for anyone anymore.I pay my dues quarterly and On the hap chance you feelThe stubborn stubble, replacingLong blond hairs beneathYour fingertips, and you sayNothing, not unnoticed, justUnmentioned- I would getUpset. I shave when I want to,So I’m not waiting for Anyone’s snarky reply“Oh, wow. Look at whatYou’ve been hiding underAll that granola…
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don’t be sad
Don’t be sad,And while you’re at it,Please don’t be lateTo loving yourself. Don’t be sad,And while you’re at it,Please don’t pretendMake believe isn’tOkay anymore, Dreams dieWhen ourSpirit fades. Don’t be sad,And while you’re at it,Please forgive yourselfFor where you currentlyFind yourself,Stifled or still Our will growsWhere it’sSupposed to. Please don’t be sad,And while you’re at…