about many things.
things i used to be dead
certain about.
i used to care about so
much,
but things have changed.
i've changed.
i've been through too much
to not have.
and it's okay.
we all grow old, wiser,
hopefully. we all at some
point shake our heads at
all of it, then find a nice
tree to lie under,
a great oak with shade.
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