Today
March 11, 2026•18 words
Tomorrow has all the time in the world.
But one day, all the time you had...
You had.
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Book of...
You're a good book that I picked up a long time ago and for some foolish reason I let life put you back down. You're the narrative that I never told to anyone, so that I didn't have to share what was real and what was just my mind.
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