So its 11:20 in the morn,
just signed off.
Curious.
Excited sleepless nights.
As my stomach turns my head dreams,
the picture in my head waiting for 7:15 pm.
When I will see you again.
We are unsure but aren't we always?
I told you to not live your life let life live you.
You agrred you neverous,
I can tell.
I itch with neverous hands
sweaty palms,
wanting to
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