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Sunday, April 2, 2023

You

 


You were born on this day

And I played the fool for you

Then, when I realized what I had done

I left

And now you’re the fool, creating imaginary bonds where there are none, dreaming of going back in time and wasting the present at the expense of the future

Every April 1 I remember and forget


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