The Sunset Poet

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Plans are Broken

Plans are made and plans are broken,

I woke up today feeling like a sack,

So heavy and unlike my usual self,

I sit here now and write my thoughts,

My little bubble of ideas and fears,

Anonymous to get that sense of privacy,

And public enough to get the peace of mind,

That comes from airing out my dirt in the sun.

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