(a poem stolen from various DMs)
To some extent life got in the way
Can't remember the excuse I gave
As ever, it's the next bottle, never this one.
By which I mean
I'll go in ten minutes if you do,
Just need to make time.
If you love some quip, set it free.
To put it another way; we need you.
Truth like a waterfall, tears like cataracts
Art is a family; take my lines, please.
Soon I will be writing it myself.
Two truths:
It’s in a room with no functioning light
That’s the important one, right?
No such thing as a foolish nightmare
Delicate and tentative and lucid
Tomorrow is a day. And so close!
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