Friday, December 19, 2025

How

 How I run 

From the thing 

That keeps me afloat 


Then return 

Like I never left


The careful self-sabotage

All too evident.



.Anant



A song



this small town

Has the love

All the love I need 


You see

The folks here

They are not rich

But they have good hearts

They'll know if you're hurting

And they'll give you a comforting hug


And if nothing else

This old town is like a friend

Like a buddy you can always come back to

This old town

Oh

This old

Lovely

Little town

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