In some ways as others will lay you aside after the end of this month.
I will, can, not.
Tonight I must lay near my heart truths, wishfulness will lead me astray
There is no one but me will get me through this morass, mine alone
To traverse, to decide a path.
But tonight, friends, dear, do help me navigate this muddle.
Some by lending their strength, others by stating their limits.
I have both.
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