Reminding me the sun will always rise
Is not calming
Maybe I should start
Appreciating the sun
The amount of possibilities
Is staggering
I prefer less freedom
Until it’s taken away
I have sex
While peering
Now called making love
Because I've slowed down
Goals
Are bitter and disappointing
I want to be distracted and diverted
And not bothered by it
Freedom doesn’t start
Tomorrow
It starts now
fuck
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