when spreading
be sure to be glad of the wake
reflections beyond mirrors
echoes to ache
taking back takebacks
no waste that's worth regret
collect before the recollections build up
why was it that and also
knew better beforehand
learn lessons before morals
creaking the stairs through shouldbe sleep
[you have no power over me]
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