When you know you're not
the coolest crayon in the box
You're just happy to be on the team
Cause when you're dead
You can't write at all
Interconnection
The heartbeat of humanity
In all it's tender brutality
And ruthless relentlessness
No time for butterflies & meadows
Or gazing into the face of my savior
I'm in the Time bubble
Floating along
Waiting for it to burst
So I can finally cry
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