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May 2013
Things I Don't Know How To


bathe the sick, the elderly, too weak to bathe themselves

raise children right, equality to tender n' tough love

believe tomorrow will be better, every day

look in the mirror and say good enough, proud

leave something of me that will be cherished it for its universality

drive soul weakening jealousy from my brain

one I know,
is that two is the greatest idea ever,
and that every touch makes me just brave enough
to try things I don't know how to do
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
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