realization: a
for you, darling
there is comfort in the every day
there is solace in repetition
to be expected
to be dependable
to deliver
pleasure and joy
surprises and praise
that's me
a temporary lifeline
a habit accumulated through the years
those you have aplenty
for me, darling
that's not who I want to be
an indefinite article
a
there is comfort in the every day
there is solace in repetition
to be expected
to be dependable
to deliver
pleasure and joy
surprises and praise
that's me
a temporary lifeline
a habit accumulated through the years
those you have aplenty
for me, darling
that's not who I want to be
an indefinite article
a
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