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#bootstraps
I’ve already done my ten-thousand hours Under the light of the moon and the sun. ”Self-made” contains its own divine power In the minds of the Americana. My bootstraps, I’ve pulled Until they tore off. I admit, I’ve been fooled In this Land of the Lost. And still yet they shout, at Forefather’s behest: “Give it your all! And then give me the rest!”
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Apr 18, 2024
Apr 18, 2024 at 11:36 AM UTC
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I have proverbial boot straps And I pull them everyday They bundle tight the kitchen knives And keep the guns at bay But there will be a time I mean there's gonna be a day Where I let loose these imaginary shoestrings And take my life away And you may think don't go You might even yell please stay This is not a game of wills I have no cards left to play Do not conflate my mental illness With my willingness to stay This world and you were beautiful Come what may
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Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 10:00 PM UTC
Bootstrap