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Swizzly Starry New Year

Swizzly Starry New Year

Waiting for 2014 to fizzle away and 2015 to come in with fiery spirit.

Inside of eyelids, shadows illumine,
Corners of lips rise delicate without effort,
Dread rains down slowly and dissipates,
Sparkle shoots upwards and roars,
Flare floatsĀ in the air and rests.

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Bradley

I don't like to call them excuses. They're priorities. With a handful of exceptions, we usually have a choice in our actions. They just need to be prioritized.

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