weary,
so weary to wait,
to wait to read her latest entry,
latest entry was Thursday then,
then I'm weary,
weary...
so weary to wait,
to wait to read her latest entry,
latest entry was Thursday then,
then I'm weary,
weary...
Little littered things, I treasure. Little littered truths, I doubt. Little littered dreams, I long. For most of my life is just time...A time to litter away...
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