This echo inside, reverberates deep in my bones.
I succumb to its ringing, now to hate I atone.
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I don't remember falling asleep last night.
Instead, I solely recall
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The abundance of color that swims behind your eyes-
to expound on its infinitude,
as i strain through smog in mine
I can only try.
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There's a song I knew well when I was young
It made me so happy, so optimistic about about being alive.
At times I'd daydream about driving to the sea,
writing books, painting in the woods,
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