Often. Wonder.

Often wonder.

If for just one day.

I could let anyone I have in my 24 hour day see my 24 hour intent.

Of just wanting to make happy.

Of just wanting to show I mean okay.

Of just wanting to try. With them.

To make happy. To show okay.

But those 24 hours always seem a day too long.

And they seem not to believe.

That I simply don’t have the mind or heart.

To mean ill.

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