Thursday, October 20, 2011

Always the way it feels, never the way it is.

One day I'll be the guy who's not too busy to be himself,
I'll have all the free time to be with everyone who remains,
I'll clean the mess that's amassed, and sort the unsorted,
One day I'll have time to use all the time I've been saving,
One day.

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