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I’m begging you, please remind yourself that you do not have forever.
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Untrue to say I don’t relate to fear
Everything about you is the reason I love you.
Piece by piece I pick you out
My mind is a racetrack
The blue morning sky glows through my blinds and mixes with the sleep in my eyes as they slowly open.
My short sleep is cut even shorter by the loud bin truck outside.
Last week I quit my job.
Why do I rush myself so relentlessly
I grow a tree in my soul
Jesse Ojuka 