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[𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑢𝑚 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝐽𝑢𝑙𝑦]
" 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑"
𝐼 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑠,
𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝐼 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑,
𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠
𝑎𝑛𝑑
𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒,
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠
𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑦 𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙,
ℎ𝑒,
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑙𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑎,
"𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒"
𝐼 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠,
𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝐼 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔,
𝑦𝑜𝑢,
𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑢𝑡
𝑤ℎ𝑦?
𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡?
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒚,
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑑𝑠,
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒚,
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡,
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒚,
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑦.
𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒚,
ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒚
𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟,
𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦
𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.
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