you will make it,
even if it's by the skin of
your teeth --
which will pearl
into a smile
that reaches your
endless eyes
sleep if you're exhausted
but you will rise;
energy cannot end, so
your soul
will be fine
arise, darling,
we're going to be fine
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 8:15 PM UTC
you will make it,
even if it's by the skin of
your teeth --
which will pearl
into a smile
that reaches your
endless eyes
sleep if you're exhausted
but you will rise;
energy cannot end, so
your soul
will be fine
arise, darling,
we're going to be fine
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