17 Second Secret
take the vegetation and grow it to the sky, the lights shine down on us and i want to see what is up there. i can only see so much from the tree line, and i want to live. the squid makes his home under the bottom of my boat. motivation is only a question among the students with pencils down. the car sits in the yard because noone is here to take it to town anymore, her spirit has long left the house when she knew i didn't appreciate her presence. mountainous limitations are in my way, peaks and valleys unimaginable, but i will strive, put my heart on the line and traverse the path. all of my clothes will run, and food will spoil, but i want you, i want to do anything for you, and i want to meet you where the ending begins.
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