I will never be the same.
Instead,
I will come to appreciate
The change.
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Poems: Aesthete
PoetryHere I churn out my guts for everyone's pleasure, trying to make pain tangible. Trying to make feelings comprehensible. Trying to be somthing.
change
I will never be the same.
Instead,
I will come to appreciate
The change.
