Doesnt feel like its time
Im gonna miss this bed so badly so badly so badly the girl next room and the dragon that gets fed on patience so badly
What will become of the chi gung lady who will receive her peaches and what will become of mr at peace will he remain at ease these beautiful little heads within four walls
Fishes whom I met and furnis on which I sat
But its indeed time and
Who said everything is just made and fixed and grows when thrusted upon
Things yet done are things I chose to miss doing
Never mind and its consequences of my actions I oughtta bear
What is necessity
Where to put my mind
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