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Sep 2019
The
first person you
         think of
           in the
          morning,
               or
         last person
             you
        think of at
            night,
        is either the
            cause
          of  your
        happiness
                or
        your pain.

              Life
        is too short
              to be
      with someone
            who's
         not crazy
            about
              you.

         Listen, I'm
                a
         nice person.

             So if I'm
      an ******* to you,
          you need to
      ask yourself why.
                                                                                           Jon York   2019
Jon York
Written by
Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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