Optimism,
you cruel thief
You give me
a present
And yet,
all futures come
like the next days torn wrappings,
taking bits of you away
on the coat tails
of sticky tape.
you cruel thief
You give me
a present
And yet,
all futures come
like the next days torn wrappings,
taking bits of you away
on the coat tails
of sticky tape.
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