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We Are Tired
In the third hour
you stop asking me
where I have been
long enough
for me to wash
the night from my skin.
you stop asking me
where I have been
long enough
for me to wash
the night from my skin.
Published 2nd Sep 2022
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2nd Sep 2022 4:06pm
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Hoi hoi
This is one of the things repeatedly discussed between some friends and me.
And most of the time (specially when the friends are female) the outcome is more diffuse than transparent.
So: the outcome is generally honesty is important, but not of overriding quality.
It could just as well be honesty in need of some grease to smooth out the gears.
To cut a long story short: do you want to wash it off or let it linger just a little bit longer???
I know what I would have chosen (hope I write it right, never too sure about one or two o’s).
Lovely poem, @dear U!
Thank you!
Kind regards, Gus
This is one of the things repeatedly discussed between some friends and me.
And most of the time (specially when the friends are female) the outcome is more diffuse than transparent.
So: the outcome is generally honesty is important, but not of overriding quality.
It could just as well be honesty in need of some grease to smooth out the gears.
To cut a long story short: do you want to wash it off or let it linger just a little bit longer???
I know what I would have chosen (hope I write it right, never too sure about one or two o’s).
Lovely poem, @dear U!
Thank you!
Kind regards, Gus
