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Me: School is done in a few days, and soon I’ll get to relax.
Also me: What if I just gave up and laid in bed all day?
Anyway, here is something I wrote while trying to fall asleep for three hours. Enjoy!
Love is not just a single picture, frozen in time,
but rather a theater production.
This is not to say that love is fake, but rather that it is a lot of work.
All of the pieces must be put into place,
and the players must put on their show every day,
even during the hardest of times.
However, in this case, the only audience that matters is each other.
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