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Jan 2019
I felt like the brightest light
Burning everything within sight
Touch and go
My glow is my might
Now I'm fading
Dripping slow
I'm beads of warm wax
Turning cold and hard
I am a candle
Blown out too soon
Do wishes ever come true?

I woke up and went to the gym at 4 this morning, I enjoyed my morning coffee after that. I felt nice but I'm coming down from it now.
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