When the coop flies away the roost comes to stay and all I have to say is, “please don’t go today.” The roost went to fly and the coop came to stay. The only thing left to say was, “I’ll deal with today tomorrow.” And when tomorrow looms I pray to myself for it to not become a yesterday, where everything goes away a day ago. Assuming a tomorrow can become a yesterday then I’ve got only one thing left to say, “Please don’t go today.”
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