This is a poem to get me well.

Can I be a happy person can I be kinder than I used to be.

I want to be walking through the park always. It is just about sunset and I want to be near the sunrise nearer to God.

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At my juncture I can really feel the slippery minerals slicing my eyelids horizontally

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A straight line to heaven he makes my days and my nights