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How can I regret not writing a poem when I spent the night celebrating my mother’s birthday dressed as a butterfly in a museum with turtles?

And then the thoughts slink

If I miss a day it all resets

If I miss a day it all starts over

If the countdown is broken so am I

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So I’ll back date it

If you can tell the difference

You might actually be following along.

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