Heine

I am falling
asleep.
I find unharmonious human proportions
offputting.
I care, worry, are careful, more than most.
Yet my endeavours almost inevitably end in
one form of disaster or another.
“Why don’t you start not worrying about so much?”
The wise child says.

Life passes you by.

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