the kind of one that can make you smile, that rhymes, and sometimes feels wrong.

this shape
fits me right.
so I will just hold it tight.
everything can work out just fine.
lets just hold our hands, alright.
I will make it mine.
So lets go, sunshine.
Thats a sign.
I bet I am right.
I can sense this feeling all over my spine,
lets just not yet whine.
cause everything
every time
can end just fine.
just alright.

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