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My head is at work,
with unrest on my shoulders.
My feet feel like lead
and my bones are like boulders.

My body is pinned,
I am lying awake
and so 1 a.m.
I greet thee with '**** sake'
Of simple plastic
made with screws and with transfers.
The fads of old youth
banished high upon the shelf
now a plaything for the dust.
One for sorrow
seeks another,
for whose company
longing to borrow.
What do you tell me?
When you tell me I'm okay.
It's what you don't say;
left between you and your four
walls that I want you to state.
My love. Everything
that you see is imported
from everywhere else;
but you and I, here and now
must know; love comes from within.
You
Behind you are only the lessons learned,
ad
Here** in the now.
Idolize who You have Become.
Only you can be the Youniverse
you wish to be.

Be Younique be-You-tiful
and never let meaningles Theys
Dictate your days.
Our love all at sea
where the waves come crashing.
We're not in the same boat
we're two ships passing.
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