Poem 7
𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬
𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰.
𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬
𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐝.
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲
𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭.
𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬
𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲.
𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧
𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐬.
𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞
𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧.
𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮
𝐈𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.
Written by @idarksam
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