Thursday, May 31, 2018

my face

everybody such and such getting married,
everyone such and such gettin hitched,
every person kneelin and proposin;
Iceland and Texas and then some...

every trial dashed and harried,
every hope swing and miss,
every time falling and losing;
and camping I don't feel so undone...

with trees I'm not so alone,
with green I'm not so barren,
with nature I'm not so empty,
... and no one to rub it in

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