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Come home later,
Ditch life’s ladder
Search for better,
Though it is wrong.
You should leave but,
Stay a while.
Stay for style.
Worry not about drowning
Darling, we’re strong.
Let’s go,
Unfinished importance became normal:
Homework, sleep, curfew
Or melancholy’s lasso
We’re born to endure long.
Rise to a drowsy sun
Embrace its dark glory like nuns.
We’re in the low, but have found its upper.
Not doing your forward,
We’re different.
High or below,
Homie, we’re strong.
Like a song.
Sircharlesthepoet 