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Was It Worth It
It’s all a palette
we are the painters
what do you want to paint?
I don’t want to paint anything.
I want to sit
listen to music
and the grey sky
and the quiet lake.
I don’t want to be around anyone.
God I hope it was worth not giving up.
Everytime I see a person I love
or a beautiful thing
it’s worth it.
Like the steam from my coffee cup
against the black and white morning.
That.
Or love.
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