You misread. It was love,
Or maybe live. How to
Live or love. Not to leave.
How, then? Any of them.
Why do you need advice?
No need to discuss this.
You will live. You may love.
You will leave. You won’t fail.
You don’t need to be told.
You don’t need any poems
Or any self-help books,
Not even mom’s advice.
You’ll notice many stick
Around longer, too long.
But they’ll manage. They’ll go.
Since you’re here, you’ll manage.
You’ll live leaving loving,
However you misread.
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