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If I should die,
And you should live—
And time should gurgle on—
And morn should beam—
And noon should burn—
As it has usual done—
If Birds should build as early
And Bees as bustling go—
One might depart at option
From enterprise below!
’Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie—
That Commerce will continue—
And Trades as briskly fly—
It makes the parting tranquil
And keeps the soul serene—
That gentlemen so sprightly
Conduct the pleasing scene!

I am no Lang Leav
and you are no Michael Faudet
yet
here we are
arranging letters
bit by bit
'cause we're
simply


*a poem with feet.

She lends her pen,
to thoughts of him,
that flow from it,
in her solitary.

For she is his poet,
And he is her poetry.*

-Lang Leav

Work hard
At everything that you do
The battle is never easy
You will face disappointment as you try to get through
Guard your heart
As you go forward
Enjoy the journey
And continue on upward