i think i thought i thought a thought,
of past times forgot.
for memories of things i sought
get lost in the things i aught.
its refreshing to be able to lay in the shallow end
relax without having to try not to drown.
if i get too deep i will have to hold my breath.
swimming whats that.
who needs friends when you can talk to yourself.
who needs lovers when you can go fuck yourself.
there's a great valentines card.
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