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I haven't made my bed in days a simple little task which seems to hold no value it's the sign of a new beginning starting beside the light it's a little bit of magic for you to do what's right I'm lacking motivation for the simplest of things looking past the glory of the magic each day brings I tell people how to get better I'll listen to their thoughts maybe I'll get better but who's to say I'm not? I write this in my messy bed of course, it's by choice ignoring the magic practically shouted at me by the words created by my own voice.
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Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
magic
I haven't made my bed in days a simple little task which seems to hold no value it's the sign of a new beginning starting beside the light it's a little bit of magic for you to do what's right I'm lacking motivation for the simplest of things looking past the glory of the magic each day brings I tell people how to get better I'll listen to their thoughts maybe I'll get better but who's to say I'm not? I write this in my messy bed of course, it's by choice ignoring the magic practically shouted at me by the words created by my own voice.
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Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
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