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𝑨 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒆: 𝑪𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒚, 𝒂𝒔 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆. 𝑰 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒘 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒘, 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒑𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒘𝒔. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔. 𝑰 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒎𝒑. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅. 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆.

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