Rude awakening to be so
Behind the times and yet still
Like a leaf
I banish the thought that some would want me more than you
But it is not worthwhile, in any case, to be seen in such mannerism
It is lost cause of manner of foreshadowing of lust
Instilled in us the best we can do is cry
Cry cry, cry again
Then some know what others
Do not
It is hard, to be easy
It is challenging indeed
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