REFLECTION
My wings are tired, but the
winds are strong. The things
I have not done make a list
quite long : But none of that
matters now, because I am
peaceful, at worth, and only
attuned to my own value.
That's probably how it
should be.
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Those filthy, salacious endeavors
the storybooks tell, don't believe
a half of what you read : Men are
not that strong, nor women that
feeble, these days. Everything's
gone to pot.
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