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Eagerly, Now
As lonely
as my poems
are
I'm sure they're doing just
fine.
No, not poems, that's
pretentious.
Just letters
to my
mother
and father
and lovers
so they don't
forget me.
So they
don't
leave for
new pleasures,
new
winks, clinks, and
miles to walk on
like they did
me.
Just kidding.
No, not miles,
that's too
pretentious.
I'm weak today.
as my poems
are
I'm sure they're doing just
fine.
No, not poems, that's
pretentious.
Just letters
to my
mother
and father
and lovers
so they don't
forget me.
So they
don't
leave for
new pleasures,
new
winks, clinks, and
miles to walk on
like they did
me.
Just kidding.
No, not miles,
that's too
pretentious.
I'm weak today.
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