Cry like a child though
these years make me older
With children my time
is so wastefully spent
Burden to keep, though their
inner communion
Accept like a curse
an unlucky deal
My birthday is coming up for those who are interested and I have wastefully spent many of my days. But this makes me wonder about the concept of quality time. I think it’s a bunch of crap myself. You cannot force quality time it is enough most times just to spend regular old time with someone.
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