Untold Peony

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I tell myself I can’t write tonight

because my feet hurt from the concrete back and forth,
because my mind is tired from smiling at boredom
(and by the way 4:30 a.m.),
because I don’t know what to say without saying what I feel,

but the true reason is, I don’t think
you will like my story.

 

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