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Sep 2017
Some people slip,
When their clay gets out of shape
They accept what they're given
And set it in stone.

But you keep improving;
More water,
A faster or slower pace,
Viewing from different perspectives... etc.

You know there's a possibility
You refuse to give up
And be stuck the same way forever.

l.v.s
A description of the man I love. He's someone I look up to, I'm trying to learn from him and I hope I can be as helpful for him as he is for me. I love you, Zac.
Leila The Kiwi
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Leila The Kiwi  22/F/New Zealand
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