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Apr 2013
I see a sign on the floor
It says “caution.”

But I am sick of being careful
of calculating each
    word, each
              action.

Too much thought goes into everything
I do, and overthinking makes
  living feel a lot like dying.
Like wasting away the precious
gift of time, moments crumpled
like poems I never want to
see the light of day.

Move. Move.
Feel. Be.
Be alive.
Makes mistakes.
Share theshitty art.
Be a friend. Be a lover.
but do not be afraid.
And most of all
  do not be wasteful.
You only have so much time..
Written by
Hudson Everett
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