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Nov 2016
My dear,
You try too hard
You are constantly looking for the approval of others,
when all you need is your own approval.

My dear,
You work too hard
You constantly feel like you have to stay busy,
in order to live.
Relaxing won' hurt.

My dear,
You are so blind
You are so concerned by what's ahead
That you don't see what is standing right in front of you.

My dear,
if only you saw yourself though my eyes,
and you stopped trying so hard
for things that aren't worth it.
Caitlin
Written by
Caitlin  America
(America)   
550
     Deon and Timothy
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