Stuck Together Torn Apart
Morphed and changed a thousandfold, yet still the same.
Monday, May 20, 2024
Like cold ice tea and warmer weather...
I know sleep is friends with death,
but maybe I should get some rest,
because I've been out here working all damn day.
Blueberries and butterflies,
the pretty things that greet my eyes,
when you call and I say, I'm on my way.
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