Today was fruitful. I'd like for a day like today would happen everyday.
Another way.
Ways.
And as I think about his words.
A beautiful persons's words.
I now that think.
I won't suppress my honest feelings.
But I will address it honestly correct.
So I won't blame things wrong,
decorating a bedroom into a butcher's shop,
grow flowers on concrete hoping they would grow,
and leading my life ashtray.
Thank you for the beautiful.
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