{"sf1_id":2165278,"sf2_id":"dmWEplR1","title":"…me…","author":"Jiblits","words":109,"posted_at":"2024-08-15T08:48:21.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2165278-me","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmWEplR1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/cf/c6/cfc60241-867e-4b1d-93c2-4ce5a9b65e0d","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"One old friend, \u0026nbsp;a timeless old story, \u0026 an old worry\n\n  \n\nSo many I thought I’d know, till time separated what was unavoidable in life\n\nQuite a few, I thought were enough, to be my one \u0026 only wife\n\n  \n\nHere I still am, better….I guess\n\nHappy, but a well known mess\n\n  \n\nThat’s should be enough to be proud of\n\nHonestly happy, I knew some love\n\n  \n\nNothings truly perfect\n\nI know I have a lot that can reflect\n\n  \n\nPeace is a place I’d like to say, I know well\n\nIt’s jus, sometimes, it feel a bit like, a personal hell\n\n  \n\nIts nothing really new\n\nJus means, even bad things grew"}