Reckon

I move within the pace to a certain distance

I hoard my problems within a jar

I blithe in certain disregarding circumstances

My friends come caving up to me 

My responses twirl awkwardly at first but instead I dismiss them

Then I knew My world was hung just to me when I closed my heart

The heat was too much to drip

The singing expanded and finally I recognised that today is what I have to think for rather than a tomorrow which is yet to be signified

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