Your thoughts, your friends, the coffee beans,
They will always be there.
The sun hiding behind the clouds,
Or burn you alive in a full-blown,
It will always be there.
Always, I meant in your life span,
Because that yellow dot will turn into a blues dwarf.
Books, shows, impactful art,
They will always be there for you to cheer you up.
You can’t escape being you.
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