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Too often I find

I dearly miss the people

That I never had

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It’s on the counter

In the toilet and my clothes

Bleach is in the air

Today, my heart tried

To do a small somersault

But I choked on it

Gripped in steel and ice

A resigned heart beats slowly

For the time being

A lunar rainbow

I am told that it exists

Just imagine it

It’s in the words, huh?

Speaking, talking, connecting.

That’s what it takes, huh?

Blurred faces speaking

Words, words in my direction

I feel the feelings

I know where it goes,

When the sun sets. It’s not gone.

But I still wonder.

Let's sit on a hill,
Under a tree, side by side,
And breathe it all in

Get that good buzz on

The one that rocks you sideways

But you’re for sure fine