People at work come across so different when you run into them outside of work.
I met the new soul I was due to become, This morning, around about two. He was beginning to redesign my thoughts, He was going to make me feel new, When I thought, hang on, I haven’t finished Creating and being all that is me, I haven’t finished building everything That is fun and friendly and free. So we had a discussion about A time share throughout the year; I could be the weekend painter, While he could be the career. This morning my new soul and I started A great work/rest time plan, Just the two of our souls living together Sharing this one single man.
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