p a p e r t i g e r s
I miss the days when we could live outside our heads
Gather in a circle the tradition is dead
Promise to give time
Once in a lifetime
Cancel at the last minute
Tick-Tock the moment was ruined.
At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay
We grow on a different path
Cherish the fond memories
They might be away
But in distance, they'll wave
©️ XII.XXVI.MMXXI
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