Slowly

one oh three
two oh four
five oh five
and it's gotten better
everything has
you have
I have
we have
somehow and I don't know why but/
there is this thing that makes
all that you do at this time seem so
nice
so yeah
it's better now
and I wish for you
and for me
that all that is good right now
will be good tomorrow
and perhaps the day after
one oh three
two oh four
five oh five

The End

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