Life is mostly unexpected.
A dotted line, a seagull on acid nibbling
On water.
Everything goes right just doesn’t feel right.
Stars are knuckles wanting
Lunch money.
Sanity would have you add to the contribution bowl,
But your luck has always been penniless.
With figments of half remembered clouds
For shoelaces

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