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In ripped overalls
The girl sat
Inhaling nicotine
She looked like she belonged
In a scene from the nineties
Her hair was short
She had curves all around
And her mouth hung
In a perpetual frown
The world just wasn’t good today
It should have turned
A different way
And she exhaled
Smoke and disappointment
Into the atmosphere to dissipate
Facing forward
Side by side
Leaning in
And sharing
Shoulders rocking with mirth
The time has flown
And now we’re old
And have become
Two trees
With separate roots
But tightly twined
Leaning on each other
Holding each other up
How lucky am I
To have you at my side
Our friendship runs deep
And I always keep
That in mind
Sometimes hope fails me
And despair takes its place
It brings along indifference
To laugh me in my face
Joy tries to sneak around
And come out of my soul
But fatigue strikes back
And takes away control
Then hope perks up
And seeps right through
Doubt and fear
Who were hanging out too
And hope breaks free
Joy jumps right in
And loneliness leaves
For a little bit
