Promises

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Living in your head

is a lonely voice

Never knowing whom is speaking

So promising ourselves never again

is a slip easily misplaced

What falls from your mind can break

Especially when you are not paying attention

Or who made the promise first

Life promises nothing

Why make the attempt

An inattentive mind

is a welcome promise

with a broken friend

 

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