Keep with it

My life is boring

My life is slow

I get of on pleasures

Where some people won’t go

I tell myself this is it

This is my year

But when it’s over

It looks like the future

To me a river runs dry

And nothing can grow

When questions about who

Overrule a contemplation of why

Keeping up with everyone

Won’t be a problem

If I pretend I like them

I am no longer me

Cruelty is circling

And always changing

When does the great wave

Save us in pairs

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