but you're not for me
i don't have anything
that could make you free
so the light in the attic
speaks to your sun
but that's just as easy
with another one
remember your own
divinity girl
you are the center
of your world
keep yourself at the
center of you nature
and the rest will orbit
you
wow what a bad rhyming poem
this is not a poem but a travesty
i am content with my non-relationships
the walls laugh
focus on your self!
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