Once a Week

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Once a week or so,

I get a feeling

And it’s like hope,

But worse.

It’s almost like a dream,

but it is waking life

I feel that you might like me too,

But then I remember

That can’t be true because

I always choose the beautiful losers.

Just like you.

(First very rough draft on this piece)

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