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Honestly


 

Honestly. 

 

I became angry today.

 

You told me you had never been anywhere.

And didn’t want to go.

And never would.

 

That your life was perfect.

And all you ever needed was here.

 

I became angry.

 

Honestly.  I’ll go travel now.

Anywhere with an honest portrayal of the world. 

 

And honestly, you should come.

Everyone should go somewhere sometimes. 

 

Only if you honestly want to go.

And live.

 

Honestly.    

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