twelve minutes remain
before this dies for good
world cup run arounds
living room move arounds
father in law
sort of
park jams
sort of
missing hat
(please come back)
i don't know why
i hurt so bad
little fluff balls of her existence
annoying now
i will miss them later
two weeks on a road
can this be
will this be
for real
neglecting other arts
for the greater good
dont consider myself much of anything
but something will have to do
must i commit to one
or may i have all
of them
i dont know
if i could ever choose
or if i'd even want to
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