If you havent been
Able to make it
Past
Your progenitor’s
Inch worm projects,
Go ahead
And stick it
To the man,
Lay and
Bask in the sand,
Buy a cheap
Kite,
Let it tug your hand
And watch it turn into
A Chinese high school’s
Metamorphosis:
I know you want it to,
Without any obligations
To ever have
To lie
While smiling again into
My scarred yet true some eye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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