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Time means a lot to me because, you see, I, too, am also a learner and am often lost in the joy of forever developing and simplifying. If you love life, don’t waste time, for time is what life is made up of. Bruce Lee
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Simply creative and cool.
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Cats rock....SHARON!!!
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I always forget damn it!!!
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Unfortunely....ugh
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People are fukin strange....
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Nothing there....RIP....
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As the world spins....out of control...
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One damn minute....
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10. Cassiopeia
The Willow trees dance at the sound of your name. You shook my essence when I saw you. What else could you be but a bundle of bright lights in a foreign world?
Anything but vain, you guided me to light. You showed me who she was, you gave her to me. Before she left, I looked to you for guidance. I begged you to make her stay, to make her love me.
My god, my seer, why have you forsaken me today? Where in the sky have you gone to forget my desperate plea? Come back to me.
If you cannot make her love me, unshackle me from this prison of unrequited madness. Give me mercy from the heartache I have carried for far too long. If she cannot love me, promise you will instead.
April 10 2019
@starlitpoems
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