procastination poem.

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I have no idea what this is anymore.. looks like some kind of tent right? and very far way 🙂

Miles away I feel when I look into the

future and back into the past

all the things that haunt me forward

all the things that push me back.

it’s not too bad to be here.

in the sun – in the moment in between

I’ll suffer tomorrow for the things

I did not get done today.

what can I say?

procrastination has always been my talent.

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