Tuesday, 15 April 2025

Upturned


Day Fifteen



Hey, turn a leaf on it all.

Let it slip. Unclothe

your all-right imperfection. 

Don't carry that

which doesn't make you wonderful.

Just admit you were wrong.





 

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